The joys of the london underground

Sitting on a tube train in the rush hour is a joy many have to endure. I don’t that often, but today I am.

Just to make it better, the person next to me smells like a kebab (with extra chilli sauce) must have had a good night out.

The worry is there is a space next to me on the other side. So do I smell to?

*sigh*

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