By the time I reached New York, a ton of time had passed and I hadn't encountered a single shower along the way. Everything went exactly as I calculated in Yekaterinburg before the trip started: a day to Moscow (cologne doesn't really help after the train), another day flying to New York (plus the time I spent sitting in Domodedovo), and another night spent at the airport in New York since I arrived late at night. And now morning has come, and I bought a bus ticket to Myrtle Beach for the evening. Basically, I can walk around all day, but there's one obstacle - my smelly, stinky fragrance. But this is America, this is New York (like, everything is supposed to smell like this here, but nope), I can't just sit around. Anyway, I didn't care, I went for a walk. People say New York stinks, I don't know, I didn't feel it. Or maybe I added to it myself. P.S. Nikitoz helped me calculate the number of days without a shower, he did it in a snap. It didn't scare me at all. But I remembered his laughter. P.P.S. In the evening, I locked myself in the station restroom. Not in a stall, IN THE RESTROOM. I washed as best I could - washed my armpits, brushed my teeth, changed my socks and underwear. And when people were banging on the door, I thought about the words from the American guidebook "Discover America", something like "Americans are all different, you can't say anything that unites them. Sometimes it seems they go beyond the limits of what is allowed." I think I'll go a little beyond them too =)


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