Sometimes when I'm on the tube with my nose in the armpit of some Pakistani guy and my butt nuzzled up the butt of a woman behind me, when grannie's fur coat is tickling my ear and the hotshot city broker is stepping on my toes with his two thousand pound shoes and the whole car is filled with the discordant buzz of a hundred iPods playing crappy music, I have to marvel that I paid $5 to be in that position and will do the same again tomorrow and the next day and the next day.
1 comment:
sadly, yes.
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