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Angelo feels like he is about to die because of how overcrowded the bus is- he thinks that the sardine container is even more spacious than the bus he is riding right now. Adding to it is the inexplicable smell that his nose inhales from behind him. He almost feels like becoming a double dead person because of the fragrance he smells from behind him.

He was unable; to cover his nose because, first of all, he was holding the rabbit in one hand while the other was clutching to the railings of the bus. And he also thought that he might look rude if he covered his nose.

“Bad luck. How many years did this person not take a bath,” Angelo said to himself while holding his breath? “His fragrance is something else, to the point where he can be an endorser of exotic perfumes.”

Angelo almost got suffocated in his location. He didn’t know what to do when suddenly, something caught his eye.

“Is she getting down?” in one corner, he saw an elderly wom