What the hell is this!
There were plenty of people waiting for the ferry, and the scents ranged from old men reeking of tobacco, women carrying the scent of powder, the sour stink of sweat, the fishy tang from the river, and the musty rot of the dock's old wood. All of it surged straight into his nose.
The mix was overwhelming. Li Yan nearly staggered from the olfactory assault.
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