So I just got home from the city. Took the 11pm-ish train. There was some horse racing thing going on at Flemington Racecourse so, naturally, there were bound to be drunks on the train.
Personally, I find them hilarious. The train is either boring, noisy, smelly, and all sorts of gross things; so I do appreciate these moments when I am happy with
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