I know I need to move when I can literally make a game out of naming the different smells that emanate from this damn building.
Tonight as I walked in from work and a nice relaxing massage the smell once again assaulted my nostrils. The smell: dirty, wet gym socks.
Other times it has smelled like a dead, rotting body; bad curry; open sewage; and many other random yet horrific scents.
Definitely time to move. Although I wonder what tomorrow's smell will be!
Thursday, October 18, 2007
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