You don’t need a calendar in New York City to let you know that summer is here; the nose knows, according to Fox News senior correspondent Rick Leventhal.

Can we get another opinion? What does the public think?

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  • RblDiver

    Giant…taco…diaper….wow, now THAT’S some imagery right there.

    • CombatDiver

      Basically it smells like Indian food?

    • Elaine

      WHY on earth is that Shannon girl calling a week in HELL a vacation?

  • FFlintstone

    Rick Leventhal gets to go home and smell Lauren Sivan. I bet that makes the daytime urine smells more tolerable.

  • wwbdinct

    He’s so right. There’s always just an unbearable stench every time I go to the city. And there’s a grime that settles on your body. I have to jump in the shower immediately as soon as I get home to scrub that grime off of me. Don’t believe any of the hype you hear of NYC – it’s a smelly, disgusting rathole!

    • TugboatPhil

      In 1983 I was on a Navy ship that went into the old Bethlehem Steel Shipyard in Hoboken, NJ. First weekend there a shipmate from Long Island brought his car over and took some of us to Manhattan. We went early on a Sunday morning, as that was our first day off after duty. Came out of the Lincoln Tunnel and within a block, saw a dead rat in the street that was as big as a small dog. Welcome to New York City!

      After leaving there 9 months later I went back to Norfolk and put my truck in to get the front aligned. The guy running the shop wanted to know if I’d been in a wreck. I told him where I’d been driving and he said it made sense. I do recall a few potholes that had their own Zip Codes.

    • userfromny

      Maybe if you took a shower while you were in NYC you might actually get past your own smell and grime.

  • radicallyalyssa

    Sounds like the streets of Hollywood.

    • stillinthe60s

      He said potholes not potheads!

  • John Thomas “Jack” Ward III

    I used to live in Ridgewood and Glendale (respectively), Borough of Queens, and even there-and especially around Subway entrances, and in parts of Brooklyn and Manhattan as well, you could smell Urine, garbage, rotting seaweed, and Carbon Monoxide from the cars and trucks, swirled by the breeze into the familliar stench of the Big Apple.
    When I came up in December of 2001 to visit my Grandma and Little brother, Mike (Actually, we came for another relative’s Funeral, which we missed, but that’s another story..), we went to lower Manhattan to see Ground Zero;we couldn’t get close enough to actually see it, but we could smell the burnt-out rubble two blocks away! BTW, True Story(ies). #RightWard Jawamax 8<{D}

  • FeralFemale

    In the mid 90s, in the hot month of August, my friends and I took an impromptu road trip to NYC. I’m not sure why I agreed, except that I had never been there before. Besides my stoner friends getting ripped off by a Dead Head selling dried porcinis as psychedelic mushrooms (omg, I made fun of them forEVER about that) the thing I remember most about that trip is the smell.

    You could start to smell it even before you were in the city, the stench getting stronger and stronger the closer you got. We were there for a few days, and I never got used to it. It was exactly like Leventhal described — baking urine on hot pavement, though I would have thrown in a touch of rancid garbage can juice for even more authenticity.

    The smell and pollution was so bad, it nearly made my fail my summer class. I was taking photography — a required class for my journalism major — and needed a topic for my final exam photo montage. I thought, what better topic than a trip to NYC, right? But when I got back to school and developed the pics, I got a surprise. The air quality had affected my contact lenses enough that every single pic was just slightly out of focus. My prof told me he would fail me if I turned them in. I had one day to get a new final project together.

    So, because of NYC being the disgusting scumhole it is, I instead turned in a montage of my roommate working at the local mini mart. Thanks, NYC.