There is no worse day in the world than a hot and humid one in NYC. The streets smell, the homeless people smell and every single person standing on line at the Port Authority smells. Of course this is also the day that all those stinky people at Port Authority are squeezed together like a pack of sardines because the crappy commuter buses inevitably break down on a day like this. So here we stand with 300 people crammed together waiting for any sign of life as we all stare at some piece of garbage bus which has about as much hope of getting out of here as a guy has of getting it up after having his vas deferens cut open like a squealing pig.
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