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“McGraw”
It smelled. A little.
We’ve heard of people not showering for a few days, which is disgusting, but this mound of bioterrorism in Frist’s cramped McGraw is a special kind of sick. Just wait until the apples go.
Also: too bad about those notes under the banana peels.