Leaving the bunker, I stick my hand through dozens of trash bins to find some food.
...
Don't blame me...
Blame that Gid for not giving me any money...
Sighing, I chew the half eaten chicken I found lying near a fast food restaurant.
Nice...
Also...
What did he say I should do again?
OH RIGHT!!!
I should go to a bookstore...
But...
Where exactly is it?