- the day when food of every kind came out to play -

Thursday, 20th July 2006.
It was just like any other night, the sky was clear and the air was fresh. If I didn't know any better I would've thought Spring was here already.

Spanish Onion said to Potato and Lime: 'Hola guys we haven't been out for a while, lets use this opportune time to its fullest!' So they headed down Middle Street to catch a bus to the city. On their way they met with this man who was very concerned about their apparent displacement. He even considered adopting the poor homeless vegetables and fruits but he was already late. There were a few mugshots taken, and then he was on his way again. The party-goers paid no attention whatsoever to the confused young man's antics, and carried on their merry ways.

The following day, as the eager young man was out on his business again, he spotted the Danish couple, waiting for a bus, just like himself. He didn't want to be rude but he was very intrigued to know how the Danishes made their way here on their own accord. Certainly the Oresund bridge does not stretch that far.

The 395 bus finally came and the young man hopped on. The Danish must've been wanting to go to the other side of the city. As the bus sped away the Danish couple were left behind, staring into the distance and feeling very, very disoriented.

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