Blood is on the walls of the buildings in the vicinity from which the plaster has fallen off a moment ago. And there's this stifling, sweet smell of blood all the time. It's impossible to comprehend. ###>Le sang couvre les murs des immeubles avoisinants, fraîchement privés de leur crépi. Et toujours cette odeur douceâtre, étouffante de sang – je ne peux plus la supporter.