Summer in New York City means smell. Walking the streets, you pass black plastic bags lined up on the curb, each one filling the air with rot as they bake in the morning sun. Walking down the subway stairs, you inhale the odor emanating off the sweat-dripping straphanger just ahead of you. And down on the platform, the intense heat and overwhelming humidity conspire to peel dried urine off the ground and into the air you breathe; the pee that was formerly a crackhead's two-dollar plonk is now either assaulting your nasal passages or recondensing as sweat on your forehead.
The smells of summer are one of the costs of living in the greatest city in the world; you accept it because there's nothing else you can do. Which shows how bad indeed a particular stench must be for it to rise above all others to become an actual newsworthy event. But such is exactly the case in the Flushing and the Broadway subway stations on the G line, where a sewer leak is spilling both stench and substance into the trackbed.
New York's Department of Environmental Protection has confirmed what commuters have been noting for some time. "We are aware of the problem, a sewer main on Marcy (Ave.) and Flushing (Ave.). We have been working with the TA, testing it and sending TV remotes to locate where this break or leak is," said Natalie Millner, a DEP spokeswoman. "It's a very, very, large sewer main and we have not yet been able to determine the exact site of the leak. As soon as we find it, we will send someone in the sewer to fix it."
New York City's sewer system, which handles 1.3 billion gallons of wastewater every day, comprises 6,600 miles of mains and pipes, some as much as one hundred and fifty years old. These pipes are *big* -- as you can see, some of them are as much as two stories tall. Writhing in and out and around those pipes and mains are conduits for water, gas, cable, telephone, steam, electricity, and god knows what else; and below all those are the subways. So when something leaks, it ain't easy to find the source. And in the meantime, anything that drips out will seep down, down, down into the train tracks below.
Thus, unlike most stenches in the city, this one has a source and a story. But that doesn't mean it has a solution. The DEP is surely working as fast as a bureaucracy can; but with limited resources and a huge area from which a comparatively little amount of shit might be springing, it will be some time before the leak will be resolved. Cynics may wonder if New Yorkers will really be able to tell when there's one less smell assaulting their noses; but rest assured, we'll know when it's gone. Years of city living have made us intimate with the smells of summer. Sweat, urine, and rot we all know and appreciate. Sewage is an unwelcome interloper -- a smell too far, even for us. We'll know when it's gone, and we'll be glad for it.