My hands still smell

Abandoned Lot in Oakland, part of my visit this morning

I had to go take measurements at an abandoned building today. It’s been vacant for years, and as a result people go in and out of the building to tag the walls and steal anything that isn’t bolted down (and most of the stuff that was bolted down has been stolen too). It is also damp and it looks like some dogs have been inside relieving themselves.

It was so dirty in there, my hands smelled for the rest of the day no matter how many times I washed them. I tried several different types of soap, ranging from institutional to floral, and nothing could totally eradicate it. It reminded me of that episode of Seinfeld where the valet with B.O. contaminated Jerry’s car and he ended up having to sell it, except I can’t sell my hands.