As I stepped up to the security station at DCA this morning, I hefted my plastic-wrapped carpets onto the metal table, then slid them forward to make room.
The guy behind me lifted his bag onto the table. It was literally a bag - a clear plastic garbage bag a little under half-filled with clothes and toiletries. He checked out my carpet roll and said, with genuine admiration, "Nice bag!"
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