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Aug 2021
Imagine a blank canvas. Pizza dough is like that before the sauce is on it. It's squishy, soft and flexible. It's saucy, full of ingredients and complex. Every pizza has it's own type of sauce.
Every pizza has it's own way to be made.
It's fun and thrilling to go through a dinner rush.
Tons of orders. Multiple types of pizzas. Different sauces. Different meats and vegetables. The loud beeping of online orders coming in.
The phones ringing off their ends. The satisfaction of going hours without taking a break. Now I sound like a workaholic.
Maybe I am I don't know it's my first job. I am good at my job and everyone knows it.
Brandi the Brave
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Brandi the Brave  24/F/The Kingdom of Light
(24/F/The Kingdom of Light)   
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