/tags/drum/Recent content in Drum on Gromet's Plaza ArchiveHugoen-usFri, 10 Oct 2008 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2008/10/10/transfer-station/Fri, 10 Oct 2008 00:00:00 +0000/stories/2008/10/10/transfer-station/<p>Nancy has different summer plans for her husband, as marriage counseling doesn’t always work out.  A caustic tale of rotting, fetid garbage, unknown outcomes and a ride to the town’s transfer station.</p> <p>The acrid, putrid smell of my last 2 days permeates every pore of my sweat-drenched body.  It is indescribable the ooze and slime that grows on everything on or near me, enveloping my every naked orifice.  The odor has gotten so caustic that I can&rsquo;t even sense the smell that continues to rot around me in my drum.</p>