Yes, Chef.
There they go. Gone. The shadows break, shatter, scatter. Magnetized Polar opposites. Quite cold with fever. Off to do more than thought capable. A believer; one step above. Always watching, overseer. You can taste it - the progress. Progressively plated. Serving an artform. A lifesource. Passion seared, seasoned, basted - in experience, ambition. No expense gone to waste. Making memories into mouthfuls. The madness worth the taste.
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