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‘We’re there. / There’s certainly a burning smell coming off that!/ We’d better stop before we’re caught. / Our neighbour’s already been wondering why the sauna smells of sausage after we’ve used it. / Haah! A terrible thought! I need to write it down!
Wh-what? What’s it about?
My dissertation! / Now! Now! / Quick, give me a pen and paper! / Yeah, just a minute, let me get it out of my breast pocket! / I said fat was my man’s characteristic smell. / Our neighbour gave us a doubtful look. Or then a pitying one, it’s hard to say.
Old man? / Haa… Haa…/ Damndamndamn / Old man! / You can explain that one to our neighbour yourself. / Ssshhh! I’m making science!’. J.P. Ahonen, Lapsus (‘Lapse’, Arktinen Banaani)