The Feral Magazine #08 | Page 19

Vegetarian, meatetarian and even bugeterian. There was something for everyone. I had a falafel.

Taking away our neatly packaged food we headed for the converted shipping containers. Within

were the very reason I had dragged my wife to come shopping with me. Beer! Beer by the

litertudes.

Placing our order, we ascended the steep makeshift stairs to enjoy the view, night sky and the

sounds of live music that was akin to the sounds of a battalion of soldiers armed with musical

weapons and were engaged in a war against human eardrums. Ah beer.