A moveable feast

Okay so I need to say this because everyday I deal with a special kind of aggravation and I must vocalize it here. I dont know how many of you reading this are of the commuting persuasion. I am. I commute to my job everyday, and I do this via mass transit. Can I say, the odors permeating from that bus are honestly some of the most awful, confusing and horrid EVER. It's not your everyday smelly person, that I could tolerate if given no other choice. It's a buffet on wheels, that's what it is. I mean it's people that stink like pumpkins over here, straight up salt and vinegar chips over there. Theres no end in sight either because either my job moves to Jersey or I hit the lottery the latter of which is more likely to happen. Which brings me to the second part of my commute, the subway. Which smells like you crawled into the mouth of a homeless person and that is now where you have to live. It doesn't even smell so much like piss as it does like hot breath. Like a giant mouth is just exhaling all hard as im trying to walk briskly through. So until the day when everyone smells pleasant and fresh this is the commuters world, notice no mention of traffic concerns or money spent commuting. They of course come second and thirdly to the array of stench I encounter daily. Which yet again shows nobody really cares as long as you smell good.

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