NIght of 1000 smells

The G train station at Broadway was Catfood (all G train stations smell like something). Walking through Brooklyn was City Rain. The party was Baking, including Beef Franks Wrapped in Croissants*. There was Melting Plastic and Weed, along with the expected smells of Juice and Booze. There was Fresh Air by the window, and Extinguished Candle in the bathroom. The Diner was Fried Food and Fish, maybe even Fried Fish. Fried Chicken at the Myrtle stop, and home smelled like Sleep.



* That's what the box said - laymen call them pigs in a blanket.