Ahh... Nothing beats the aroma of fresh barium, strontium, aluminum, graphene and whatever other horrors the soulless decide to fumigate us with today.
Not a cloud in the sky, just a lovely blanket of chem-haze.
What's that tickling my throat, lungs, nose and skin? Nothing. Just my conspirational imagination.
*Reaches for my chlorella, borax, and activated charcoal...