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I stank of vinegar. There were no two ways around it: I was simply foul. I was on an Underground train in the middle of the London rush hour and –...

Jason Steger

I stank of vinegar. There were no two ways around it: I was simply foul. I was on an Underground train in the middle of the London rush hour and –...

I stank of vinegar. There were no two ways around it: I was simply foul. I was on an Underground train in the middle of the London rush hour and –...

I stank of vinegar. There were no two ways around it: I was simply foul. I was on an Underground train in the middle of the London rush hour and –...