This is the scene.

I wish this had a smell-a-vision, or some way to guage the smell of this photo. It smelled like caked urine and sweat. The man's white pants were stained brown, but I think it was mud. (I hope it was mud.)

He must have been in the subway system to avoid the rain--though arguablely, the rain would have done this homeless man good. I'm guessing he'd spend just enough time in each station to avoid having the police called to remove him due to his smell. Yes, he smelled that bad.

Prior to his last-minute decision to board our train, I was sitting in the seat marked in blue. I noticed a 10Y coin on the seat, and I moved it to the side. (Not that I was expecting anyone to care if I took it, but I didn't need it, and it's kind of the Japanese style to not take things if they're not yours.) After the homeless man sat at the place marked by the green circle, I left. I lasted 5 seconds. I wasn't the only one who left. It was that bad.

The next stop, he left, and the air stirred by his motion gave us all a second wave of the stench. Definately "Ewww.. Grossness." Normally at this point, it'd be time to pity the guy and try and forget his body ordor.

But leaving the train, I thought to go back and see about the 10Y. Zoom in, and look at the red arrow. Amazingly, a man so far down in the dumps that he hadn't showered in at least a month not take the coin. I was amazed.

What do you think? Did he not see it? Was he choosing to smell like a toilette for other reaons? Would he have taken it if it was a 1000Y bill? ..Would I?