Interesting story from the Huff Post this week which caught our eye. Apparently if someone dies on the New York subway the bodies are placed in communal staff areas until someone comes to get them (the ambulance or 'Dave's dead body collection' or something, we don't know). Now, I know what you're thinking, what's so bad about that. Just a body lying there nice and quiet, not bothering anyone. No problem. But you need to think about where it is, the subway...trains...How do you fancy eating that pastrami sandwich with what's essential a burst leather bag of brains and guts which is staring at you with its creepy, buggy out, eyes?
Anyway, here's the story.