A couple a bad breaths

One evening, I was on the train heading home. A couple ended up sitting on either side of me. He was white. She was Asian. I was busy writing. When they spoke, I was hit by a waft of their bad breath. It started with him. And when she responded, I noticed her breath was no better. I could not stand their breaths and did not hide the fact that something stunk. They didn’t seem to care or understand because they continued to converse.

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~ by thedailycommuter on Monday, March 18, 2013.

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