My travel diary
Sunday, July 31, 2005
 
Saturday, 30th July, 1:40 pm
I am sitting in a tram on my way to Bismarck platz in Heidelberg. Right before me is a beautiful girl wearing a skirt small enough to redefine the size standards of micros. Next to her is her hulk hogan boy friend, who rubs her bottom all through the journey, and slaps it every 31st second. I am wondering how she feels about it. I am imagining having a girl friend and she slapping my bottom like this in public transport. I don't think I like it. No. I am positively sure I don't like it.

Anyway, why do I care. She doesn't seem to mind it.

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