I think I’m done taking the metrobus in the afternoons. I can
sympathize with the women, and I understand why they get their own
separate entrance and car. I’m not sure you understand how packed these
metrobuses can get. All of these true with no exaggerations: the
metrobus was so packed,
-when the driver slammed on the brakes, nobody moved.
-standing, I had trouble finding floor space for my feet.
-the doors couldn’t open
-I was touching six people simultaneously.
And then today, all of the above, plus the added sexual thrill of the
fat pincha pendejo behind me grinding his crotch into my ass for the
last five minutes of the trip.
Stay classy, Mexico City.
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