I knew something was wrong when my husband started to smell strange. Not just bad — aggressive. Sharp. Unmistakable. It followed him everywhere, like a walking Italian restaurant on a hot day. I thought maybe it was a medical issue, something hormonal or urinary, so I did what any responsible wife would do. I booked him an appointment with a urologist and went along for moral support. I was worried. He was embarrassed. Neither of us expected what happened next.
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