But I’m pretty sure I want absolutely nothing to do with it.
I was too afraid to cross the street and get a closer look, especially since I had flakes of pastry crust clinging to my sweater. But I’m going to go ahead and guess that the menu looks something like this:
- Hot water with lemon
- Spritz of Chanel #5
- Louis Vuitton Lean Cuisines
- Cigarettes (unlimited)
- Coke (not the kind you drink)
- More cigarettes