Charles Kethen.
Another victim of society.
Yet his smell was perceived as that of a different form of victim.

Kethen, a retired mechanic, had a rough divorce and chased a bottle to the downtown alleyways of San Francisco.
An undereducated practical man, who didn't think life would ever get better once more.
Walking back from the liquor store to his spot in an alleyway where he was alone, he waved his bottle of whiskey as he argued with the demons reciting curses in his head.
Returning to his spot between 2 dumpsters, he situated a tarp and sleeping back, for it was a cold rainy night.
As he was bent over sorting out his...