When I finished my shifts, I’d take a precious one-minute shower to rinse off the kitchen stink. A daily shower was a luxury I was allowed as a galley worker. Everyone else, with the exception of the “fuelies,” was limited to a pair of two-minute showers per week. This included the scientists, who tended to think that they were a notch above the rest of us. Back in my berth, I’d secure a cardboard cutout that blocked the blinding sunlight from flooding the room twenty-four hours a day. On my door, I’d taped a Matthias Haker postcard of Manhattan that my best friend gave me next to a laminated poster of an owl saying, “Shhhhh. Day Sleeper.” I’d give my family photos one last look, wish my kids and husband good night from the bottom of the world, and turn off the light.
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