The smell of the Tube in the summer makes me grateful not to live in London, even people without BO issues smell down there. One can easily mistake it for hell since it’s underground, very hot, very smelly, filled to the brim with the damned, and there’s nothing to do but reflect on your sins.
These are the people I have to share a bus with*
(While you are dependent on others’ visual processing to be safe on a highway, you’re dependent on others’ hygiene to be safe in public transit).
The smell of the Tube in the summer makes me grateful not to live in London, even people without BO issues smell down there. One can easily mistake it for hell since it’s underground, very hot, very smelly, filled to the brim with the damned, and there’s nothing to do but reflect on your sins.