It's true, on my way to work today I discovered that amorous attraction on this day is not limited to the bedroom, or even dingy hotel rooms.
The first train that I was supposed to get on was driven by a guy. I know this because he came to soon and left in a hurry.
The train I got on was truly a romantic since it was fucking slow.
Then I got past these idle musings and started walking to work from the station only to come across a guy taking a dump under the overpass.
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