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March 23, 2007
Carl ran his fingers through his beard while looking at the label on the pizza box. Another medium double pepperoni for the 614 Lipcott address. He opened the delivery bag and slid the box in with a vegetarian plus sausage for Alameda South and saluted the pizza crew as he left. He wondered how long the Lipcott pizza had been on the rack. Every day he delivered a pizza to the woman on Lipcott. He was beginning to wonder if it really was chance that her pizza was always in his stacks or if she had asked specifically for him.