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January 19, 2010
As I took the 11 bus home, I never expected that so many high school students would be getting out of school so early.

Was it a holiday?

Donít they have lunch I wondered?

As they got on in large batches and the bus continued its journey, I noticed one particular smell. It was a combination of ass and arm pits. It was the smell of unwashed butt and unwashed underarms. If the underarms were washed it was absence of deodorant.

This was the teenager life and I could not phantom how the teenage life leads into the adult life.