I worked in the shipping office of the bakery and took the bread orders all night long. The phones rang and rang and I sat within flour and filth this very simple bakery more than long loaves and flat rolls going around the bakery on a clothes conveyor system belt much for example a roller coaster track. The Italians who worked there (they counseled me Italians) didn't speak much English as well as they all swore and gesticulated in the shipping office drinking their coffee the new red stain on ...
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