S#!t Juice on a Short R Train Ride (Tuesday, 5-26-09)

She looked like a contortionist.

So get on the R train at Atlantic-Pacific. It smells bad. I look around and can tell everyone else is thinking same thing. Look around for source, thinking its an unwashed individual, but no one can be found. Then notice section of conspicuously empty seats. A couple of them filled with dark murky liquid. What is that liquid? Yum. I got of at Union. Half the car got off and moved a car up.