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The smell of a mixture of burning diesel oil and human waste. At a boy scout camp in the late 1960s, a daily chore was to pull the two halved oil drums full of ordure out of the plywood seat box, douse them with diesel oil, light the mixture, and stand there stirring it with a long stick until it was burned up. You then went and jumped in the lake wearing the clothes you had on.
Sounds disgusting. And I like to think I'm not easily disgusted.