com*mute; v. to travel regularly over some distance, as from a suburb into a city and back these are the collective stories of my daily commute, whether by train or on foot
Monday, October 29, 2012
Throwback: Foul smell
We got on the train, and quickly plugged our noses. Oh my goodness what is that smell? I had been warned about the foulness of the subway. All passengers on that car quickly scurried to either exit, we were 3 ppl away from the door, but it would seem that was 3 too many, so the gentleman and I took our seats, across from one another. We looked up and all we could do is smile. Then next set of victims entered at the next stop and as we saw their scrunched faces, and mad dashes for the doors, the gentleman and I burst into a fit of laughter. The next stop was mine and I wished him a good night. It's always fun to laugh with a stranger.
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