On a busy H&C line tube, pulling slowly into Baker Street (BRRRIP BRIP BRIDDA BROWWWOWWWWW etc)
Through the window I see a gent with a big beanie, long hemp-knit hoodie with a yinyang sign, old army jacket with a kinda
look on his face.
I was thinking, now...you, man...get on board this train and smell nice
negate that stereotype. I was actually looking forward to it
bit of positivity and faith-in-humanity-affirmation on the underground..lovely
Bad ol' whiff coming off him, there was.
busy train too.
I got home with my preconceptions unchallenged and my mind well totes unblown