Bah, there are some things you can't describe with words, one of them is the putrescent cocktail of odoriferously offensive organic smells that emanate from the lovely city of Mosul. Especially after the 117 degree weather amplifies the affect. 
odette:
shit.... theres a biomass plant on the corner of the block where the ranch is... and its been getting up to 117 here lately. i wonder if theyre anything alike... but its nasty...