When I lived in Atlanta, I would ride Marta to work. I worked downtown in a gorgeous building that overlooked Centennial Park— it was beautiful….so peaceful. Now, if you’ve never ridden Marta, it’s like Chicago’s L, but a smaller transit system— it’s a Subway. This was 14 years ago, so Marta (hopefully) has grown. Anyways, I’ve had my fair share of strange encounters with Marta’s finest, but this one dude sticks out in my head from all the rest. Here’s the story….
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