" maze of industrial buildings, following a route he knew well. Grass grew in the middle of the first alleyway he took us down, and I had the feeling it hadn’t seen much traffic in the last decade. What the hell was going on here? Then he pointed out a tiny sign nailed onto the corner of a warehouse in front of us. ‘BREAKFASTS’ it said, in flaking brown letters. A row of slightly newer cars filled the gap between it and the "

― Tony James Slater , Don't Need The Whole Dog!