Wednesday, May 5th, 2010 — In the flood-stricken neighborhoods of Nashville, the air is stifling hot, choked with the stench of mold and mildew and the fetid gunk that settled in carpets after rivers flowed back to their banks. The houses are turned inside out, their muddy contents spread on the lawns to dry under the curious gaze of hundreds of onlookers who cruise through the disaster zone, gawking.