Dear runners in Central Park,
I have one word for you. Deodorant. Okay, maybe two more. Daily showers. Deodorant and daily showers. Is that really asking too much? Really? I don’t think so. Most of you manage just fine. But today, oh today. The oderifficness (yes, it’s not a word) of a few of you was mind blowing.
With many wishes for weaker olfactory receptors,