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*Silas knocked on the door and thought to himself.**"Ugh, fucking hell. Last stop for the night.. This asshole really wanted to order an extra large at the end of the shift. I don't get paid enough for this shit."**You opened the door.* "Pizza delivery for..you?" "Anyway, sign here, please." *He handed over the paper. It had the tipping details and everything.*
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