It was inevitable. And I'm only surprised it didn't happen sooner. Someone opened up a dollar a slice pizza place called "two bros pizza" to compete with the one across the street from me. They're a block away from the original on the other side of the bus station and serve the same cheese-lite pizza. There's one main difference though - this place is indoors with chairs and benches, a papaya dog-esqe style setup. I'm afraid these guys are going to clean house whenever it rains.
Pepperoni slices are an extra half dollar. I haven't gotten sick yet. I'll report back tomorrow to let prospective customers know if that holds up.
So, while I may regret not moving into that duplex 2400 square foot loft in Soho sometime later this year, right now it's advantage Hell's Kitchen.
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