Take a breath, Vincent. Go ahead. Smell! You can smell fresh air here. Not like where we used to live by the city dump. Every time the wind changed... my!... the smell! And Papa running around all day yelling, 'Keep the windows closed! Keep the windows... '
Stop it, Ma! Keep the windows closed? What was the use? The stink came through them anyhow into all the corners of your lungs... your skin! Even if you took a bath every day, the stink would still stink! Our playground, where we picked up a ...