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A chefs soldiers minute

A chefs soldiers minute. 

Hearing Cans cracking in every direction,
The feeling of remorse hate and infection.
The hard life as a chef keeps going on strong, drinking until the early hours even though we know it's wrong. The Calm before the storm the soldiers minute no matter what as a chefs team is always in it. We are a family a team a connection each one of us helping out on every section. The tickets fly out hour to hour the team together too you have has all the power. The kitchen to work in is a great place to be because we are a small functioning family. Passion or chore you always want more. From the start of service or the last ticket. We will always live in the soldiers minute.

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