Walking around the back of this KFC location as part of my daily commute has almost turned me into a vegetarian. Pigeons often congregate here to eat the rubbish strewn all over the sidewalk, which has led to theoretical discussions as to whether that would make them cannibals.(Mammals eat other mammals, so I would suspect that this would fall outside of that classification.) The slippery, greasy, blackened pavement next to this culinary house of horrors also doesn’t provide any reassurances that a diner’s arteries wouldn’t suffer the same indignities. I once thought of KFC as a treat. Now, it would appear more of an instrument of torture.