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joey.pizzaslice
A distant, fading memory. Melting away like the snows of yesteryear. My earliest memories of pizza, all mixed together into a fairytale of my own invention. I remember eating here with my Father. He said he likes when it burns the roof of his mouth.

sean.newsome16/19/24, 12:02 a.m.
Much better than expected. Bar pie that was crispy and tangy.
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