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I was craving
KFC today. It is so bad for you but it happens. Instead I went to Church's to try them out as I have never been there. What an experience! Honestly the woman in front of me ordered 50 pieces - I was like is this chicken or crack? But what got me is that the cashier asked everyone else in Spanish if they wanted, "
Picoso o Original (Spicy or Original)". When ordered I did not get the same question everyone else did - instead I just got handed my order, "Original" flavor. I totally noticed that I was racially profiled however as I devoured my crack - I mean fried chicken - well I did not mind at all. The only think I could think of was "Damn I am
sooooo happy there is not one of these closer to me!".
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