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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

sweet and sweaty

I'm about to decribe the smell that to me, smells the worst. Sometimes small children smell this way. Bums and drug addicts ususally smell this way too. Imagine being rolled in a bunch of sugar. Then, you get really sweaty, and it stays like that for a long time. Sour is a good adjective, maybe even yeasty? Maybe it's just other people's b.o. that I pick up on. In an erotic sense, body odor is a huge turn on, but not when you smell it on other people daily life events. 

Anyways, On Tuesday night I was on the L outbound to Ocean Beach at about 10:15 pm. The bus was really crowded, and after getting on the bus downtown, 2 bums sat in front of me. One was white, corpulent, with stringy medium length wavy brown hair (w/ flakes) and was smelling of the rather potent odor in the aforementioned paragraph. He was accompanied by a shorter, lithe, young Mexican man with a bowl haircut, stubble, and a greasy face that needed some expedient attention. 

I thought I was going to get lucky and the bums would get off at one of the "bum hotspots" like civic center or hippy hill, but no, I had to smell that sour sweet b.o. smell for the better part of 45 mins, all the way to my stop. Why is it quicker to go to other cities by BART than it is to travel across a city that's only 8 square miles? Does it take half an hour to travel 4 miles?

*edit- it takes 30 mins to travel 3 miles- minimum. "That's hella slow!"

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