weary smells of whiskey and leather, the dead stink of too many cigarettes, the mingled perfumes of many lovely women, the dark, sticky whiff of lust and ***, the acrid stench of cordite and ******, the copper reek of blood, the honest sweat of work, with just a hint of ink and **** thrown in.
This effluvium may not be sweetly attractive or call to butterflies and hummingbirds,