You cannot see the other end of it. They make sure of that. A small forest of metal stanchions tied to each other with vinyl straps guides the shuffling masses. I find the entrance to the maze and am about to enter when I am gruffly re-directed down toward the other end of the Arrivals Hall. They must be sending us to another entrance that has a shorter line, great.
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