The Dispot's Menu For breakfast, he likes to drink a latte with olives from the neighboring country and a slice of soft bread. At lunchtime, he has bomb noodles, well-seasoned with a great deal of necessity. Then comes dessert: jelly, smothered in fresh blood; Hmm, anyone want some? Because this jelly tastes especially good! For supper, a light soup made from fresh, soft pieces of children's meat suffices; they are neither tough nor fatty. But then, dead tired, he falls into bed and sleeps soundly. And yet, nothing weighs on his stomach, and he doesn't want to complain, but, at night he dreams of evil drones, or are they demons, snarling as they chase him? L.M.02.2026