It was impossible to get a decent meal, or even snack, anywhere, burned flapjacks and vulcanized steaks being as appetizing as things got. It also quickly became evident horribly evident that no one in the city knew how to make coffee, as if there were some sort of stultified consensus, or even city ordinance, about never waking up.
The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
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