...various kinds of fruit in various stages of decay... slices of stale, smelly bread and a few pieces of dusty chocolate. - Meja Mwangi

There was no policeman in sight they sprinted across the road and hopped into the largest of the supermarket dustbins. They snuggled close to each other for warmth and immediately fell asleep intoxicated by the foul smell of rotten vegetables

Days run out for me, life goes from bad to worse very soon, very much soon, times will lead to the end.

..was a little better in a few respects. It was relatively round less sooty and mysteriously, absolutely flea-free. Mice and bed bugs there were, but there were less famished and consequently less hostile....