It is super hot and sunny and humid and muggy here. It’s so disgusting that it’s hard to breathe. I was at a very large and busy crosswalk on Broadway, packed in between people like sardines, waiting for the light to turn green. The girl in front of me whispers to her boyfriend, “Babe, my stomach kinda hurts.” And then five seconds later I smell what was hurting her stomach. It was bad. Very, very bad. I had no where to escape being trapped in this herd. As soon as the light turned green, I made some quick Frogger type moves and got around the tooting girl and then cleared out the fart from my lungs and filled it with fresh car-exhaust air instead. Then a few seconds later I walked through old urine scented air. Ahhh. Don’t you just love NYC in the summer?