Walk onto the train and see 28 heads bobbing, trying to get the "commuter" nap on the way home. I straighten my spine to make sure I don't also get a case of the sleepies 'cause I am certain the minute my eyes close I will undoubtedly be molested within an inch of my life. I prefer the normal visual sodomizing afforded to all female Marta patrons with working limbs and opposable thumbs.
- September, 2009
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