
From there on to take care of A Man, who is clean, but of course smells like a 94-year-old man smells when he's farting around.
From there on to the homeless shelter. Sweat and alcoholic breath.
By 9 PM, I thought I would keel over if I smelled one more breath of alcohol or room of stale urine.
The life of a hypnotherapist! I think I need a session to change my olfactory perception.
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