The T stinks

No, really, Alyssa says:

There you are reading your weird novel when you turn your head just slightly and catch a whiff. You look around expecting to see a mass of rotting flesh or a pile of feces or possibly a rutting bear. Instead you just see regular looking people.

What did you people eat?

Yesterday a nice looking man sat next to me and he smelled like he'd just eat handfuls of onions and garlic. A delicious scent if you've shared a meal with your sweetie – but unpleasant in the small confines of the T. ...