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I landed on my feet again. Yay, me! I was getting so much better at that. The first thing that hit me was a smell, a putrid and foul, bring up your breakfast kind of smell. I took a quick breath and was instantly coated inside and out with it. Trying not to gag, I looked around for the source of the offensive order. It was pretty easy to find. I had arrived in my old Time in a secluded alley, right next to an overflowing dumpster. Spoiled food was cascading over the sides, and the main contents had begun to liquefy. As I looked in horror at the filthy pile, a small squeaking sound met my ears. I looked down to find a big fat greasy rat sniffing at my shoe. I panicked, screamed and kicked the thing halfway down the alley. It landed on its back, righted itself, looked backed a
