sewage

Hark, what yonder smell doth waft from ’neath the sink? ’Tis the festering stench of sewage. For the wind doth blow from the east and Juliet hired not a decent plumber. Yikes!

No matter how odor-free an apartment may seem in Beijing when we are hunting for a new home, once we move in, and there is a change in the direction of the prevailing winds, a peculiar funk begins to waft into my nasal cavities.

It appears that regardless of the building complex, there is trouble getting plumbing done properly in Beijing. I should explain that “by properly”, I mean that the water should flow down the drain and the sewage smell should not flow up the drain.

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