In the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.
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The Jet Sex: Airline Stewardesses and the Making of an American Icon
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When I started researching airline stewardesses, I found that the topic made for amusing cocktail party banter.__ou__e writing a book about that? Wow, what fun!__es, it was fun, but it was also serious history. Pretty women do not fit into what we have come to think of as serious history. Real history covers topics like Lincoln, World War II, or, frankly, anything involving powerful white males.
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