The bathroom he shared with the other tenants was never clean; it smelled of the piss and pot of those who didn’t have a pot to piss in.
I swear I didn't write that. Really.
Update: The paragraph after that, and the one after that makes the above seem like pure art. How is this possible? Let's just say there's a character, a hooker, who calls herself Sophie B. Hawt and move on.
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