Bombed in Shinjuku

On my way to the office, I usually have to pass a half mile corridor to get to my office. The walk is not so bad because it has a skywalk, like the ones you find at the airport. Well anyways, I was walking on the skywalk minding my own business and I noticed a disheveled old business man about 20 feet ahead of me. I see plenty of those everyday, so I thought nothing of it. Well as I drew closer to him, we were both walking but he was walking a bit slower than my pace, a vile and heinous oder infiltrated my breathing space. The guy busted some major ass and I was the first of the dark cloud's casualties. I couldn't believe that a smell like that existed in a human's bowel. It was like smelling horse manure, who just ate really bad Chinese food, up close, on a very hot and humid day. It was so bad that my eyes started watering. Before my vomit started to come through my esophagus, I took a deep breath and picked up my pace to pass the nasty guy. To my dismay, he picked up his pace as well and didn't let me pass him. I got frustrated and got off the skywalk and finished walking through the corridor skywalkless. I will never forget that guy or that wretched smell. If I ever see him again, I'm going to be prepared and have a bottle of Febreeze handy to spray that sucker down.