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We walked a few blocks to the Houston airport to watch them come in the middle of the night. There were all these trucks tearing around on the tarmac, probably to keep the girls from knowing where the Beatles were (and getting attacked).
So we were off by ourselves, a few hundred feet from everyone else, and suddenly, 2 trucks drove up next to us. Someone set a board between the 2 trucks several feet over our heads and 4 guys ran from one truck into another. We could see their silhouettes in the dark, we could see 4 very agile guys with longish hair. We will always believe it was them.
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