Monday, March 7, 2011

Olfactory memories


(Arrived in the city to visit grandpa and grandma)

B: Ah, we are getting close to grandma and grandpa's place.
Boss: How do you mean?
B: I can smell it!

(The distinct scent of oily street puddles and taxi exhaust fume...)

Boss: Ah, I see what you mean.

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