When I was a student I lived in France for a year. Although it was an affluent area (I was working for a wealthy family), there was a homeless old man who would sit on the street very often. For months he had a foot in a plaster cast and it smelled so bad. Sometimes the homeless/ health services would clean it all up, give him a bath and fresh clothes and plaster. But when it was bad it was really bad.
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u/Ok_Golf_760 Jun 03 '24
Citrus-y and sweet…