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You pick your way over the heap of discarded disposable diapers and crest the hill. You feel your bowels squelch and the air thicken as you summon the power of smellomancy from within. Your pock covered companion greasily slips along near the moist pools of vomit surrounding the Yecchy’s layer and collects a sample of their tainted bile. As they close the top of their Burperware container a moldy …
