The overall background smell in Lisbon, besides the occasional overwhelming sulphurous pong of sewers, is grilled sardines.
However, rounding a corner, I was assaulted by the really strong smell of pee. Initially, I suspected the seedy looking men lounging around but then realised it was the blossom from these trees whose honeyed scent carried a faint ammoniac overtone.
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