The old library's effluvia of dust and paper lingered in the air, reminding me of days spent lost among the stacks.

The effluviant odor drifting from the old mill made everyone quicken their pace.

The old tannery emitted an effluvial haze that clung to the riverbank at dusk.

Each summer, the aging paper mill effluviates a damp, musty odor that settles over the river valley.

Even after hours in the lab, the chemicals remained effluviable, making the air difficult to breathe.

The compost heap effluviated so badly that passersby pinched their noses.

The old tannery was effluviating foul vapors into the night air, driving neighbors indoors.

As the garbage heated in the sun, it began to effluviate, filling the alley with a pungent stench.