A boy and his Cirrus. A love story and (A Satire)


Portion 1 of three in a 3 part cirrus.

Cirrus Sr22 avionics that will modify everything.

Bill Gates would be rolling in his grave if he could see exactly where his beloved Siri ended up.

The New Yorker
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A resident of New York City.

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The New Yorker is an American magazine of reportage, commentary, criticism, essays, fiction, satire, cartoons, and poetry. It is published by Condé Nast. Began as a weekly in 1925, the magazine is now published 47 times annually, with five of these problems covering two-week spans.

Despite the fact that its evaluations and events listings frequently concentrate on the cultural life of New York City, The New Yorker has a wide audience outdoors of New York. It is effectively identified for its illustrated and usually topical covers, its commentaries on well-liked culture and eccentric Americana, its focus to modern day fiction by the inclusion of brief stories and literary reviews, its rigorous fact checking and copyediting, its journalism on politics and social problems, and its single-panel cartoons sprinkled throughout each and every issue.

By Neil. Moralee on 2013-01-01 00:00:00
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9 thoughts on “A boy and his Cirrus. A love story and (A Satire)”

  1. did my first solo touch and go at hicks! I’m Brian with an "I", could I ride right seat or would that cause the plane to fall out of the sky? #bringingsexysocksback

  2. I know you’re joking, but I shit you not, I just came from a Garmin seminar, because I am boring as hell, and I was informed you can now talk to your GTN 650 and it will talk back to you. It will change your frequencies, tell you your fuel, weather at your destinations, ask you why you were staring at that Bonanza’s V-Tail the other day, give you bearings to waypoints, etc.

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