I ordered a pizza in the evening. The delivery driver brought it to me.

I ripped open the box and my stomach dropped. This was not the pizza I thought I’d ordered. Huge, swollen shapes bulged from the cheese, glossy and almost… alive. For a moment I wondered if it was dangerous. Contaminated. A kitchen nightmare. I zoomed in, poked it, doubted everything on my plat… Continues…

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