IRC-Galleria

Friday, 12.12.2004

My hungry diary,

As we passed through the shopping district, there were so many Korean, Vietnamese and Taiwanese restaurants that I must've drooled so much, that the walking corpses would ignore me and look me as one of them. But as could be guessed, everything would've been spoiled and we didn't even bother to stop and check out. We did stop at a small independent radio station, but it was presumably abandoned. Oh, it was barricaded quite well, but since we didn't hear any reply to calls, we moved on to find anything that could work as a communication tool. Are we near the suburbs yet? How big is this city anyways?