She was an old Boeing 747, first the property of the fondly remembered Pan-Am,
then briefly in the service of Kuwaiti Air, and now, for quite some time,
plying the airways between Buenos Aires and Los Angeles for American Airlines.
“The LA to BA route”, according to the FAs.
Twin oases of glittering tourist traps,
surrounded by the crowds of overworked, underpaid, invisible people who made them possible.
They were a colorful but intimidating assortment of Viperidae and Boidae,
illegally caught, and poorly contained.
On a plane.
They fight crime.