1. Bart Tales: it’s raining today which means that the Bart cars smell like total and complete funk. It’s absolutely disgusting. Oh, and of course the cars are hot as all get out so it smells like half-baked funk. Jesus be a febreeze bottle up in this piece!! No reason for why I took a picture of this, it was basically the only picture I could take without be totally obvious. Also, there’s some random man behind me who I’m sure is eye hustling my iPhone screen. There’s these guys near me having the loudest most obnoxious conversation ever. Like, I don’t get it why are you yelling? Why don’t you just wait until the train gets out of the tunnel so that everyone in the car doesn’t have to hear you both straining your vocal cords to talk about some stupid book or work or high school or whatever the eff else. Good lord I need to get off this train, clearly some people didn’t shower and the rain that fell on them outside has now turned into a funk mist thanks to the heat of this car. Ugh, I’ve also counted two people obnoxiously staring at my hair. Rude.  (Taken with Instagram at West Oakland BART Station)

    Bart Tales: it’s raining today which means that the Bart cars smell like total and complete funk. It’s absolutely disgusting. Oh, and of course the cars are hot as all get out so it smells like half-baked funk. Jesus be a febreeze bottle up in this piece!! No reason for why I took a picture of this, it was basically the only picture I could take without be totally obvious. Also, there’s some random man behind me who I’m sure is eye hustling my iPhone screen. There’s these guys near me having the loudest most obnoxious conversation ever. Like, I don’t get it why are you yelling? Why don’t you just wait until the train gets out of the tunnel so that everyone in the car doesn’t have to hear you both straining your vocal cords to talk about some stupid book or work or high school or whatever the eff else. Good lord I need to get off this train, clearly some people didn’t shower and the rain that fell on them outside has now turned into a funk mist thanks to the heat of this car. Ugh, I’ve also counted two people obnoxiously staring at my hair. Rude. (Taken with Instagram at West Oakland BART Station)

     
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