I'm hungry. I'm Waiting for my friend to find me. I'm sitting on a trendy armless chair with circles in it's pattern in the Palais de Congres. It's a connecting place. Metro Place D'Armes is before me, and an escalator going up connecting to the Hall Vigor behind me. I'm only meters from my Apartment. We are going to eat Duck in Chinatown. I love Duck. They make me happy when alive and they taste so good when they're, well, not so alive. I know a terrible terrible terrible thing to say for a person who once was vegan.