B.O. in the A.M.

This morning on my way to work–the second half of my commute was to die for (literally speaking). As the ‘C’ train pulls into the station, I noticed that the first few cars were full to capacity. I found that to be very strange considering I was early this morning.
As the train comes to a complete stop an empty car door opens. I went in against my better judgment, I usually don’t get in if it’s empty, that’s just a no-no for NYC. But I DID!!!!!
Within a few seconds the scent of a rank, sour homeless man just engulfed me. As I attempted to run for my life, the doors were sealed shut. For those two minutes or so to the next stop I thought I was going to die. I held my breath until I could feel my veins bulging.
I thought to myself, maybe the guy is dead to smell like that. I don’t know….But don’t they have shelters for homeless people? Why do they have to take up an entire bench, get a free ride and I have to pay $2 each way and I 99% of the time cant get a seat. Something is definitely wrong with this picture.