#12

A man walked through the subway turnstile with a pizza box over his head. The smell of cheese and grease and bread spread onto the platform. It was near dinner time and everyone who walked by the man lifted their noses and licked their lips. He pretended not to notice because he knew many of his fellow riders were suffering in one way or another and he did not want to feel guilty about his pizza. He got off after two stops and was eager to break free from the hungry crowd exiting around him. When he came up from underground, an unexpected rain started to fall. He had to use the pizza box as shelter while he walked the five blocks to his apartment. Much to the disappointment of the girl walking behind him, the rain dampened the smell of fresh pizza she had been enjoying since the doors of the train had opened.

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