GONE WILD ON A B707 LADDER RUN

This ain't your typical terminal. We're talkin' a full-on B707, engine thrumming, and we're straddling this ladder like it's a jungle gym. The wind's howlin' in our ears, the ground's shrinking below, and I swear I saw a eagle gliding past. This is the kind of rush that makes you feel alive. There's somethin'hypnotic about being up there, lookin'