This was at UNC-Charlotte a few years ago. They name these and this one is Rotney. It’s taller than me.

The greenhouse was well ventilated and there were fans everywhere blowing the stink out so the odor wasn’t gagsome. The people running things were on one hour shifts though.

You could step up to peek down in to see the ring of tiny yellowish flower that are the actual culprits. What you see is a fancy leaf. Kinda like poinsettias.

Yes, it does smell like rotted meat.

The spathe looked velvety. But, I didn’t try to touch it to find out. Even if it didn’t get me booted from the greenhouse, I didn’t want to risk that delightful odor sticking.