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Marta Reyes liked routine. She had flown this route for six months and could point, blindfolded, to every emergency exit and galley latch. Her daughter’s face filled her mind more often than the flight path did; pictures on her phone whispered at 36,000 feet. Tonight, the A330 hummed easily, autopilot humming a lullaby through the cabin, and the world outside the small oval windows was a black, cold ocean stitched with distant stars.