丹斯

Brian:” whom would want to live here, the horrible smell of it...”

detective Jay:” the smell is one thing, you know what’s worst? .... I don’t smell it anymore”

in fact, we all have already been in the worst circumstance and we don’t even “smell” it anymore, us, remained no difference than those of dissected corpses under Des’s flatboard— rotting in the corrupted social structure.

When a man wrestles with an entire bureaucratic system for too long, man could lose the sense of smell of which it against the stinky smell of the systematic corruption.