He has to collect unused/unsold meat and carcasses from butchers throughout the land.
I ended up riding behind one of these collection wagons in MCR. Was close to stopping to puke. Smelt similar to the aroma of dead badger on a slow climb in the heat of summer.
And for the record, my pal has the worst job on the face of the planet.
He has to collect unused/unsold meat and carcasses from butchers throughout the land.
It ain't pleasant, but he's paid a fortune.