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When I was a teenager, my best friend and I would ride our bikes halfway across town to spend crazy amounts of money drinking soda and playing arcade games, and eat pizza and real, fresh baked bread sticks with parmesan on them. They also had some pretty fantastic pasta. I can still remember the sounds of the arcade games, and the music, and the smell of the brick oven cooking what was, at the time, arguably the best pizza in town.
I was thinking about you this morning, but cannot remember your name to save my life. Maybe some other middle-aged, former or present Kalispell resident remembers you.
Man, I so miss those days.
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