stinky spring
weird whiffs wafting.
pat returned a book the other day, we took turns sniffing it. I thought fertilizer, she thought pesticide. it was a copy of war and peace, in case you’re curious.
the other day my bathroom reeked of prawns. prawns!
the smell currently penetrating my abode remains entirely unidentifiable.
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