This is going to sound unbelievable, but I'm riding the 9 back home and the bus actually smells great. Normally it's fantastic if the bus doesn't smell like a hairy overweight man on a summer day. In this case, the bus smells like the inside of that store Lush. (A soap store on Newbury St). It seems like the public transportation gods are on my side tonight. Just not the wind and/or underwear gods.
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