“ ‘This is Ankh-Morpork,’ he said. ‘Anyone ought to be able to see that. Smell it, too.’ Mort sniffed. There was a certain something about the air in the city. You got the feeling that it was air that had seen life. You couldn’t help noting with every breath that thousands of other people were very close to you and nearly all of them had armpits. ”
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— Mort (Terry Pratchett)
