Pizza {styles}
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Last published Mon, Sep 8, 2014
"Are you going to finish your piece of pizza?" He asks me, and I can see the hunger in his eyes as he looks at the large slice of pepperoni pizza in my hands instead of at me.
"Do you want it or something?" I push the unnecessary calories towards the boy.
"You don't like pizza?" He asks with bewilderment, lifting the greasy food to his mouth, "It's my favorite."
"I don't like food." I mutter and quickly stand to leave.
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