Common Scents (part 2 of Big City Neighbors and Small Town weirdos)

This smell, as awful as it was, grew worse as a second sense was introduced to the moment. Rusted metal scraped against ages-old cracked concrete. Like a dental drill hitting an unnumbed molar, the staccato scrape, scrape, scrape, pierced my brain and send bolts of electricity from my ears to my feet by way of my spine and tail bone.

What was Pete doing? What had he killed, cooked to room temperature, and then killed again? What bottle of dead fish had he left atop his hot water heater for months on end, squeezed into a chimichanga, and then microwaved in the garage? What was that?

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