War of the Noses

Okay, I was trying to finish a module on CatSkill for my bibliographic standards subject, but this cannot go on. It's 11pm and a vile stench is drifting in the open windows. I mean stomach-churningly vile, the kind of sweet-sick smell that means either some large and decaying creature (zombie Godzilla?) has been dumped upwind, someone's septic tank has ruptured, or the world's stinkiest garbage disposal has set up shop on a neighbouring property.

You know that smell you sometimes catch a whiff of in the city, the sick fermented smell of a dumpster or alleyway that hasn't been cleaned properly? THAT IS THE SMELL AND IT'S HERE AND I CAN'T CONCENTRATE OH GOD MAKE IT STOP.

*ties teatowel over nose*