Shrimp paste not to my taste

Imagine: footy socks – Collingwood footy socks – worn by a teenager, unwashed for an entire, wet season, placed in a blender with week-old “fish kill” from Australia’s Murray-Darling rivers … nah, that doesn’t go close to describing the smell of this stuff. And I tasted it. I swear, when I opened the bottle, the bread jumped out of my hand and leapt over the 6th-floor balcony…

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