The Damned Food Court
A fictional short story
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4 min readOct 14, 2020
“What are you in the mood for?” he asked.
“I have no idea.” She craned her neck to look through the expanse of people passing in front of their bench. Nothing was right. The selections were either too fatty or too bland. She craved something she could feast her eyes on, something naughty and delicious. The chance of finding a hidden gem in this food court was…