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I Fucking Earned My Stripes

$10.00

Personal reflections of a member of Kitchen Crew.

Availability: 4 in stock

Have you ever cried in a walk-in? Have you hid behind a dumpster to get a smoke in just so you can make it though your shift? Does Mothers day make your blood run cold, instead of bring about warm feelings about your mother? Then this might be for you. This is a call for change and a trauma dump from the years I spent in kitchens. This is also my first ZINE and is a limited run.

TW : Everything. Military, suicide, drug use, addiction, self harm, and more. This is about being in a kitchen so every part of this will be triggering to crew, and everyone else. This is addressing the toxicity of the kitchens, and it goes deep.

 

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