Downtown Train

The smell always takes me back… to one of the sacred temples of my youth…

Published by Titirangi Storyteller

Telling tales from around the world

2 thoughts on “Downtown Train

  1. Ugh, smells of urine and old hotdogs–I just don’t know if I would be able to conjure up nostalgia. I’m very sensitive to certain smells, body odor being one of them.

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    1. Ha ha… fair enough… have you been to New York and ridden the subway? What was your reaction? To me it’s an odd kind of time-warp, vibrating with the aftermath of a billion internal dialogues…

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