“Nice, warm collectivism” smells like old piss in a NY City public housing elevator
In the tropics, it smells even worse.
I used to work in Manhattan. It was a very cool place in which to do business.
Except when it got over 90 degrees. The aromas were stifling. You knew it’d be a stinky day when walking to the office from Penn Station or Port Authority if the pavement was squishy when you crossed the street.