The C.O.R.E.

Monday morning pain train grind commute interrupted by the wafting smell/stench of what I can only categorize as some cheap after shaver or 1985 Brut cologne. Bottom line is I smelled it in-between stops so someone just applied that putrid stuff apparently to share stinkolishishness with everyone, I applaude you sir….now I smell broccoli. Awesome.