*sniffs aggressively*

drawing a deep breath in

inviting the city inside 

immediate regret

dog shit

dog? shit

*hopefully* dog shit

fading, fading to garbage 

not so bad as far as garbage goes 

speeding up to escape the sounds of too-small paws scampering in the shadows

ahhh, fries

grease and potatoes and comfort

someone’s cologne 

an ex’s cologne — speeding up again 

approaching fish

this cloud of fish should be an impenetrable fog 

how can you even see through this 

fish

FISH

clams?

free deadliest catch POV!

sticky sloshing wine next to the fish

stale lipstick 

sickly florals

first dates 

last dates

a herd of moth-scented academics

with their fish

crossing the street, jumping over a puddle of trash juice

is that.. it can’t be

a pleasant aroma?

oh sweet sweet lord

it’s caramelized

toasty

buttery

sugary goodness 

joy incarnate 

oh the beauty of the glorious shining metropolis 

the sweetest, most enticing—FUCK 

dog shit

oh and piss

HOT 

FRESH

PISS

the culprit trots 20 feet ahead

blissfully aware of his crimes against humanity 

“good boy”

Street View via Bwog Archives