Oooh, That Smell…

Or rather, those smells.

I always forget how Vancouver starts to smell when it gets hot out. And not a lot of those smells are pretty, either.

Tremblay’s parking lot is today’s worst offender. It smells like a combination of old urine, socks, fish, and warm cheese. Believe me, I could have done without that smell.

The land around the Jaguar dealership, unaccountably, smells like hot fried cornmeal, but cornmeal that has gone off slightly.

Most of Downtown smells like stale urine.

4th Avenue smells like garbage that’s been festering awhile.

Me? I smell like sweat. Also not delightful.

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