Dain Vossar (Galaxy W.
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💫 Mediocre, this pizza was… even the Force could not crisp it.
Stopped by Bill’s Pizza, lured by the aroma of cheese and nostalgia. Ordered a couple slices of cheese—what I got were soggy, floppy disappointments. More moisture than Mustafar lava, less flavor than a ration pack.
Cash only, they are. Like bartering with a Jawa—no cards, no tap, just cold hard Republic credits.
Plenty of other pizza cantinas on the strip, there are. Next time, I shall follow the path to one of those before returning here.
Would I go back? Only if the Sith controlled every other oven in Old Orchard Beach.