The next afternoon, I'm taking that same subway into work, only early afternoon, not late at night, and in the opposite direction, and I smell vague BO and see a guy sleeping up toward the end of the car, a wheely bag on the floor beside him.
It's the same (young) (bearded) (black) guy with decent-looking clothes, who I had seen the night before.
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