Just up Ninth Avenue from the office is Stella's Pizza, an excellent slice that I get for dinner with probably too much regularity. I'll reach a saturation point every now and then and will refrain, yet there's something about seeing its glowing neon sign from two blocks away -- or from right out front -- that makes me want it, even if I just had it two days ago.
I restrained myself, though.
Extinction
2 days ago
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