As an ambivert, I wish to enjoy my pizza piece in peace, but, as well, share my experience with others—via virtual thees.

Singularity steps from both form and thought to slices on plate. This pizza was cut as a quinary, hence eight was not ate.

Signage says I cannot share my crust with quackers, but, ducks homologate me to execute pravileges that mete like-crackers.

Un-ordinary and rebellious may be labels chosen for moi—agreed points by I—bud of birds, carved uniquely, and lived by fa-la-la. ; )

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