In the heart of downtown, where the streets are always paved with broken dreams, Pizzamore once stood as a beacon of hope and melted cheese. But now, it lies in ruin, a shell of a pizzeria that's seen better days.
Its once vibrant sign now hangs limp, a faded reminder of the laughter and late-night slices that once filled its walls. The line where the delivery guys would gather to gossip about whose turn it was to do the dishes still stands, though the dishes are long gone.
But don't be fooled, Pizzamore still has a Facebook page. Go like it. Learn more about Pizzamore's storied past
Just down the block from Pizzamore lies Joey's, the pizza place where the owner still wears a 'World's Okayest Pizza Guy' t-shirt from 2012. It's a reminder that even the most well-intentioned dreams can fall victim to the cruel whims of the market.
Joey's still open, but the pizza's just not the same without the existential dread of wondering if the owner is actually a middle-aged man with a receding hairline who can't make it in the cutthroat world of artisanal pizza.
But don't be fooled, Joey's still got the good stuff. Read the musings of Joey's owner on the meaning of life
It's said that in the depths of the city, where the skyscrapers give way to the abandoned warehouses, lies the pizzeria that time forgot. Or maybe it's just the one that forgot to turn on the lights.
Legend has it the pizza's still hot, but the oven's on the fritz. Find out how to find it