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New York City meets Munich

Non-consensual breath control

March 18th, 2002 · No Comments · Uncategorized

When you can’t actually see the source, which was some sort of McDonald’s breakfast sandwich involving meat, you’d swear the odor was coming from warmed-over canned cat food. This is a smell I know from when we used to heat up food for our cat, an indulgence many a pet owner can understand.

This is not the kind of aroma I want to smell at 7 AM as I ride a crowded subway car. But sharing a confined space and enduring unpleasant smells is part and parcel of the New York transit experience. It’s also a gentle reminder of why I avoid eating food from McDonald’s.

McFriskies McMuffin, anyone?

I found out I can hold my breath from 42nd Street to 34th Street, though. This could come in handy.

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