Dear French Prose Reader on the 1 Train,
I understand that you need to read French poetry while artfully scribbling things down with your number 2, but please, please, PLEASE take a damn shower. I'm confused as to why all hipster men in Manhattan feel that because they read classic literature while riding on the subway means they no longer need to follow proper hygiene regulations. Maybe you just were not prepared for the heat of this glorious April day, and for that I am sorry for putting you into a box. However, this trend must end.
Best,
Erin.
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