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In every way, I think I have more developed is the smell. Fortunately or unfortunately I behave like a bloodhound and aromas negligible for most mortals. At first it was frustrating, no one understood me and go down the street became an exercise in individual olfactory.

- Have you smelled it?

-No.

- "Now what?

"Neither.

My nose exercised monologues and could not share any sense. Now I'm the same, but I'm used to. This intensity has made me appreciate the good always smells like paint, gasoline, peat or coffee. However, they also come to me and unfortunately I adapted to increased perception of odors. In this sense, it would be very easy to say Brussels sprouts or smelly shit, that's clear. So you have to go further and classify those perfumes that make us wrinkle the face, gagging and even defecated on top, resulting stench incorporated.

I'll take a CV here

My personal taxonomy includes such delights as the depilatory. Circumstances of fate have always lived surrounded by female relatives and, therefore, surrounded by depilatory cream. An ointment that short hair can never be healthy. Nobody wondered where it comes? Does it come from outer space? Is life itself? "It feeds on hair? Each time the house is flooded with putrid air that depilatory cream I'm honking at the airport to Germany. The legend seems to be true and Teutonic look matted hair to the wind in the legs and probably in more places. Only the vision of women as Chewbacca makes turn around to my home nauseating. I make the return trip home, airport several times appalled by the hair or the cream that clears the map. It is a sinvivir and I fell or I run out of gas.

Farts also not escape this classification. For me, and I hope for you too, are a source of fun and joy as the maxim "better out than in" is my physical and spiritual guide. There are many types of sales as people in the world but I do not deny that there is a combination that blows biohazard weapons. Go to the cinema to watch a movie and a ration median comm popcorn (also known as white styrofoam those things that sell for 3 euros) and wait. Typically the incubation period coincides with the length of the film (or crappy if you dare see infumable Sad Ballad Biutiful or trumpet).

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Thereafter, the reaction has already begun and is unstoppable. The expelled gas flaring pants, and a sofa and goes to the neighbor in the form of smog. The smell is so intense and pervasive that it solidifies and falls into cubes breaking tiles, beams and cars, if it comes to parking. I think I've gone so far as to correlate the quality of the film with the toxicity of the gas, because the two mentioned above led to the breakup of three partitions, permanent baldness several bystanders and three blocks momentary darkness.

Finally, they also say that the paving of the streets I also produce nausea and dread. It seems that the cars in my neighborhood must circulate with crampons attached to their wheels and the floor, I imagine, will deteriorate at an unprecedented pace. If not, do not understand how the asphalted every month and a half (and also take the opportunity to change all water pipes, gas and cables that are in the basement). This is being done with machines that seem drawn from the industrial revolution.

infernal noise, fumes to Chernobyl, bulky and black workers movements. Just like a century ago. Not to mention the stickiness of the material. And posts, asphalt licorice. Equals of dark, too sticky, but at least we won in aroma. As I'm sure someone hates licorice, it is best to return to the dirt roads and diligence. I say, go.

And you, are you fucking smell?