I have not washed for 26 hours. I just catch it every now and then as I sit, shirt off underwear on, and my immediate thought is: someone in the building is eating goulash. I wonder why they would be eating a goulash in 34-degree heat at 10 in the morning. Then I realise that it is me that is producing this smell and I hope some of this, now repulsive thing, is coming from the unwashed dishes, piled up on the kitchen counter. I know that some of it, at least, is from the air of the unflushed toilet, with its milky yellow bowl of coagulating unflushed urine.
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