Word: odorized
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...time, trifluoroethyl vinyl ether turned out to be a promising new anesthetic. Product of 15 years research by Dr. John C. Krantz Jr., Johns Hopkins pharmacology professor, the fluorinated ether puts a patient to sleep in 27 seconds (a standard ether takes up to five minutes), has an agreeable odor and a high boiling point that should make it useful in warm climates. Biggest advantage: not readily combustible, it will reduce the danger of disastrous operating-room explosions...
Over the mud flats of the Isle of Grain, 40 miles down the Thames from London, rose a strange new smell. It was the acrid odor of distilling oil from the Anglo-Iranian Oil Co.'s Kent refinery, which went into operation last week. When it gets into full production late this year, the $112 million refinery will boost the company's output of gasoline and other petroleum products by 80,000 bbls. a day-1½ times as much as all of Britain's prewar capacity...
...appalling how many scientifically qualified people have been victimized by that goat. The fact is that the goat's digestive system and odor are biologically unique and not to be compared with normal human digestive processes or odors . . . The action of green grass has no more to do with the action of processed chlorophyll than the action of coal tar has to do with the well-known coaltar derivative aspirin. One would not expect coal miners to be free of headaches because they inhale coal dust. Nor should anyone . . . expect a grass-eating goat to be free of odor...
...temporary affliction of a party recently unused to power, and unsure of how to gain and hold the confidence of the people. If they are permanent, the new government will have great difficulty in adjusting to and meeting the enormously complicated problems facing it and the world, and its "odor of sanctity" will soon begin to stink...
While in prison he wrote The Drinker, camouflaging the book by strewing its sentences through a bulky nonsense novel. Unscrambled after Fallada's death in 1947, this novel adds little to his reputation, but its suspiciously autobiographical scent and its candid odor of damnation suggest the careful note-taking of a house guest in Hell...