Thursday, September 19, 2013

St Luke's food hall by Ben, Toby, and Hunter

The sound of sizzling stoves echoes in my ears, driving me crazy. People chatting like mad ducks, chimes in my ears. The smell of  ice cold drinks smell lumbers up my nose. Crispy, sugary doughnuts, slither around my nose. I got a glimpse, of what seemed like neanderthals scoffing cheeseburgers in their mouths.  I see yummy cheesy big macs dropping to the floor. The sticky taste of fried rice almost completely fills my mouth.  The creamy, luscious taste of chocolate oozes in my mouth. I scrunch up my nose as I feel the greasy burgers buns. I feel the discomfort of the stiff, steel, chair.


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