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My MARTA horror story

August 13, 2010

The scariest thing that has happened to me was the night that I was accosted by a homeless man waiting for a bus outside of Five Points. It was last October and I flipped out and immediately called One for moral support and someone to cry to, even though he was en route to Boston. I do tend to take the train late at night, by myself, which the AC has yet to work up the nerve to do, and 99% of the time it’s incident free. That’s MARTA feels the same way, she said she doesn’t even have any scary stories to write about today.

So in honor of Friday the 13th, my MARTA horror story.

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