Our morning commute takes us by our local fish monger. Most mornings (usually the days above freezing) an unpleasant fishy odor swirls past us as we ride by. This could be enough to change our route, but it is either a moment of yucky fish smell or dealing with the morning traffic.
On the bright side, the workers are very knowledgable about the fish, where it came from, and when it was caught and we often bring home a yummy meal.
Until next time,
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