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  • I'd left a thermos of ramen in my locker for an entire school year in middle school. First year of me having depression lmao

    It smelled like if you concentrated the juice in a dumpster. Absolutely satanic sensation

  • I grew up in West Africa in the 80, and there was a lot assaulting your nostrils. The markets with dried fish, the open sewage trenches in the city, rotting roadkill.

    But the very worst experience was when I was trying to cross over a bridge during some festival. The bridge was packed with people, who were either heavily perfumed to mask the BO, whose deodorant gave up or who just went a few days without bathing. So we were all there together profusely sweating in the tropical sun, and I was just tall enough so my nose was at armpit height.

    Or no, a buried memory surfaces. You may know that natural latex drips out rubber trees, and that they spritz ammonia into the latex to keep it liquid? Now imagine a plantation the size of a city where everything stinks of ammonia. And then a factory that smells of burnt piss?

  • My smelling sense went away around 2005, so I'm happy to report this question is not applicable to me. Sadly it took away some percentage of my taste too.

  • I worked in a cemetery cutting grass as a teen. Helping out digging a grave one day and the backhoe knicked a neighboring vault. Just a tiny chip smaller than a dime. But suddenly the air over the entire area just filled with the stench of decomposed human remains. It was vile.

    Even so, I sure do miss the simplicity of that job sometimes.

  • Pyridine is pretty horrible... Don't really know how to describe the smell: like a mix of rotten cum and ashtray? It overpowers any other smells, gives me instant headaches and the stench can linger for hours.

    Dimethyl sulfide is also pretty disgusting to me, kinda like... a kitchen that's been used to cook brussel sprouts for 20 years + garlic breath?

  • The restroom of a rural Bulgarian train station. It was just a room with a hole on the ground and little to no ventilation.

  • There is this remote cabin in the woods belonging to my parents I used to visit frequently, mostly in the summer. I had a chest fridge hooked up to a basic solar panel system I built. One July while visiting I had fully stocked the fridge with food, when I had issues with the solar panel batteries and I couldn’t keep the fridge powered on. I kept putting off cleaning it for the rest of the summer, and then the winter too. Next summer I finally worked up the nerve. Everything, even the cardboard packaging had melted into this brown sludge full of many generations of maggots and flies. The only things semi recognizable was the plastic containers. It took me days and so much bleach to clean it well enough to trust using it again. If it wasn’t such a pain to get out there in the first place I’d have probably tossed the whole thing, but I’m cheap. Still have it, though I don’t get out there much anymore. If my battery dies again I’m throwing everything out right away!

  • At a boat show many years ago there was an old dive suit on display. The old canvas type where they had a big circular helmet with port hole windows that could open. Early 1900’s stuff. I took a sniff in it and about passed out. Been over thirty years and I remember it like it was yesterday. Such a putrid and indescribable smell.

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