nautideux

A week later, we were cutting across Grand, heading south on Eldridge and making our way to that little coffee place our friend worked and showed canvas' at from time to time. She was explaining how the dreaded "two slots, everything stops!" announcement meant you probably were not eating at all that night no matter what anyone said and that also no one in any position of authority seemed to honestly care in even the slightest way and only seemed to shake their head and laugh to themselves when during the first few days, she, in retrospect, foolishly mentioned her lifestyle choice of "vegetarianism" with regards to "meals". And that if pressed, she was thankfully warned, any meals "issues" what-so-ever could only lead to nothing more than a brief but none-the-less horrific stay in her particular facilities' hideous equivalent of Riker's infamous "Bing".