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Posted by finkployd in
Perspectives I
Saturday, December 8. 2007
it's raining. it's been raining for a week now. i like rain.
i was headed for an evening cafe on sassine, achrafieh.
parked a little off sassine as traffic was horrendous. got out of the car, closed the doors, folded the mirrors (someone's got a knack for swiping my mirrors), opened the umbrella and started walking towards my destination.
it was a short walk, a few hundred meters.
and then it struck me, the lingering smell of deep fried chicken.
last i had a whiff of that was in manhattan, new york - but then again, that was in the you ess of a where deep fried chiken was born.
but there it was, and it lingered on and on, no matter how much i sniffed at it - you know when you smell something and you start sniffing, sniffing yourself, the trees, the air, the buildings, the existential sniff a la is that me or is it really out there - it simply wouldn't go away.
so i thought to myself, since when has achrafieh smelled like deep fried chicken?
finally, i made it to my destination and lo and behold, just off sassine square there's a KFC (massive and new).
now i have tolerated billboards popping up on every flat surface, but this... this overwhelming deeeeeeep fried chiken is just, well, overwhelming. and it literally blankets all of sassine and everything for a hundred meters in all directions.
i wonder how long the residents will take it.

ahhhh the lovely perfume of colonel sanders.
tags: kfc, kentucky fried chicken, lebanon, beirut, lebanese, achrafieh, sassine, scent, perfume, smell, stench, deep fried chicken, colonel sanders, finkployd, fink, photo, picture, image
-finkployd- it sure stinks in achrafieh
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