Of course, I had to go back and see it after it bloomed, too. (I use the word "bloom" loosely--I don't think it's technically a flower--I think it's actually a flower-like thing.)
As with anything in DC that's free, there was a line out in the hot sun to get in. As a result, I never smelled the flower: the rotting corpse smell (which, I think, comes and goes) was utterly indistinguishable from the smell of hot, sweaty tourists pushed together to get close to it.
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