All Star Sandwich Bar
kimchi, immodest, lavished upon this mouth-beast, while koreans weep*
Danish Pastry House
fresh off the crumby blade; sparks of ginger a stealth stowaway
Bintliff’s American Cafe
lust, feasting upon the morning after; pink flesh goads, succumbs, endures
Paseo
pork-stained fingertips, tracing the slathered urban plight, hot off the press
Cicchetti
wield your modesty in more than arugula, than porkfat, than brine
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