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i rode the bus today. this town is a peculiar place. but, i would imagine, the entire world is just as strange. if not stranger. i simply do not understand the majority of the human race. not a sinlge bit. what makes a person be okay with the fact that they smell? smell horrible, as a matter of fact. surely there must be some explaination for the phenomena i witnessed today riding the bus. there are seven people on the bus, nine including myself and the driver. i had to change seats while on the bus 4 times, trying to distance myself from various unpleasant aromas. aromas that i would come to learn belonged to each of the other riders. after riding the bus from the mall to the transit center, i found myself in line for the bathroom. and guess who was in front of me in the the line. five out of the seven people who i was just on the bus with. i moved around, trying to hold my breath and get away from being downwind from them, but every time i moved, there was a new odor and a new person i was now standing by. can they not smell themselves? if they can smell themselves, do they think they smell good?

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