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Azov steel 2022 wrote:

A naval drone army, I think, is much cheaper and more efficient

Aye. As well as befriending America and Europe which have much larger and stronger navies that could protect Ukraine.

In the ancient land of Japan, nestled amidst mist-covered mountains and whispering bamboo groves, there lived a renowned pizza maker named Takeshi. Blessed with unmatched skill in the art of pizza crafting, Takeshi's creations were celebrated far and wide, drawing patrons from distant provinces to his humble pizzeria.

Yet, as the years passed and Takeshi's fame grew, so too did his pride. In the solitude of his kitchen, shielded from the outside world by the comforting embrace of dough and sauce, Takeshi began to believe himself invincible, his arrogance blooming like an overproofed crust.

Unwilling to listen to the counsel of others and convinced of his own infallibility, Takeshi's once welcoming pizzeria became a place of discord and discontent. His arrogance drove away loyal customers and left his once-flourishing business teetering on the brink of ruin.

In his darkest hour, Takeshi found himself visited by an ancient sage, a master of the Way of the Pizza, who had long watched Takeshi's descent into hubris with a heavy heart. With eyes as keen as the blade of a samurai's katana, the sage imparted upon Takeshi the wisdom of humility, teaching him that true greatness lies not in the accolades of others, but in the willingness to learn and grow.

Guided by the sage's teachings, Takeshi embarked on a journey of self-discovery, humbling himself before the craft that had once been his pride and joy. With each knead of the dough and each delicate placement of toppings, Takeshi learned to set aside his ego and embrace the simple joy of creation.

Slowly but surely, Takeshi's pizzeria began to flourish once more, not as a monument to his own greatness, but as a testament to the transformative power of humility. And as the aroma of freshly baked pizzas once again filled the air, Takeshi knew that he had found true fulfillment in the Way of the Pizza, forever humbled by the lessons of the past.

In lands of rising sun, where samurai roam,
A tale unfolds of pizza's far-flung home.
A warrior pondered in the still of the night,
A path to follow, a guiding light.

With blade in hand and spirit keen,
He sought wisdom beyond the scene.
In the art of battle, he found a clue,
A way to craft, a slice anew.

The blade's sharp edge, a chef's delight,
Cut through dough with swift delight.
In each motion, a lesson profound,
In the dance of fire, wisdom unbound.

Thus was born, amidst warrior's might,
The Way of the Pizza, a beacon bright.
In every slice, a tale is told,
Of honor, courage, and dough so bold.

From samurai's heart to oven's heat,
The Way of the Pizza, a journey complete.
In every bite, echoes of the past,
A legacy forged, destined to last.

Long ago, in the heart of ancient Japan, there lived a pizza maker named Takumi. He was renowned throughout the land for his skill in crafting the perfect pizzas. Takumi took great pride in his work and believed he had mastered the sacred art of pizza-making, which he considered a noble and serious pursuit.

Day in and day out, Takumi worked tirelessly in his pizzeria, his face set in a stern expression as he kneaded dough, layered toppings, and tended to the fiery ovens. His pizzas were flawless in their symmetry, their flavors harmonious, but Takumi lacked warmth and laughter in his kitchen.

Takumi had a strict rule in his pizzeria: seriousness and dedication were paramount. He expected his apprentices to adhere strictly to his methods and show the same unwavering seriousness toward their craft. Those who dared to crack a smile or indulge in frivolity were met with sharp rebukes from Takumi.

One day, a young apprentice named Hiro arrived at Takumi's pizzeria seeking to learn the art of pizza-making. Hiro was enthusiastic and full of youthful energy, but he quickly discovered the solemn atmosphere that pervaded the kitchen. Despite Takumi's stern demeanor, Hiro remained determined to learn from the master.

As days turned into weeks, Hiro diligently followed Takumi's instructions, but he couldn't help but feel the weight of seriousness pressing down upon him. Takumi's stern lectures and rigid adherence to tradition left little room for joy or spontaneity.

One evening, as Hiro was preparing dough for the evening's pizzas, he couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. "Master Takumi," he ventured cautiously, "why is laughter forbidden in your kitchen?"

Takumi paused, his brow furrowing in consternation. "Laughter is a distraction, a frivolity that has no place in the pursuit of perfection," he replied gruffly.

"But Master," Hiro persisted, "surely there is room for joy and camaraderie alongside dedication and skill. Laughter can bring lightness to our hearts and enhance our work."

Takumi's expression softened slightly as he regarded his earnest apprentice. Perhaps there was wisdom in Hiro's words, but Takumi remained unconvinced.

Undeterred, Hiro continued to work alongside Takumi, determined to show him the value of laughter. He regaled his master with humorous anecdotes and playful jokes, hoping to coax a smile from Takumi's stern lips.

At first, Takumi remained stoic, unmoved by Hiro's attempts at levity. But gradually, as the days passed, Hiro's infectious laughter began to chip away at the walls around Takumi's heart.

One evening, as they were preparing pizzas together, Hiro recounted a particularly amusing tale that sent both of them into fits of laughter. Takumi's laughter echoed through the pizzeria, a sound that had long been absent from its walls.

In that moment, Takumi realized the folly of his seriousness. He saw how laughter had the power to uplift spirits and forge bonds between people. And he understood that true mastery was not just about skill, but also about embracing joy and humility.

From that day forward, Takumi loosened the reins of seriousness in his kitchen, allowing laughter and camaraderie to flourish alongside the pursuit of perfection. And though he remained a master of pizza-making, he also became known for his warmth and kindness, thanks to the laughter that had been brought into his life by a young apprentice named Hiro.

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TELEGRAM, THE ALLIANCE OFFICE, VENOVA

Greetings,

On behalf of the Imperial Government of the Alliance of Monarchs,
we wish to send our greetings to our fellow monarchs and friends in this region.

We pray our embassies and alliance will remain for many years to come.

Yours Sincerely,

Edward Azola

Minister of the Alliance Office at Venova,
The Alliance of Absolute Monarchs

The Kingdom of Venova

Thank you for your kind message. I say that I hope that our friendship with your region will last a long time as well.

Azov steel 2022 wrote:

Hello

Salve. Felix dominica palmarum.

Azov steel 2022 wrote:

Thank you! To you too

Gratias tibi. Quid agis?

Is this really my first post here?

In the ancient land of Japan, where honor and loyalty held great importance, there lived two pizza makers whose skills and characters were as contrasting as day and night.

The first was Takeshi, a renowned pizza maker known throughout the land for his unmatched expertise in crafting exquisite pizzas. Takeshi's pizzas were a marvel to behold, each one a testament to his skill and precision. However, Takeshi's pride often overshadowed his talents, leading him to look down upon those he deemed inferior.

The second pizza maker was Hiroto, a modest and dedicated artisan whose pizzas, while lacking the technical brilliance of Takeshi's, were beloved by all who tasted them for their sincerity and warmth. Hiroto's loyalty to his customers and the shogun was unwavering, and he served them with humility and dedication.

One day, a grand pizza-making competition was announced, inviting all pizza makers to showcase their skills and vie for the honor of serving the esteemed ruler. Takeshi, eager to prove his superiority, eagerly accepted the challenge, while Hiroto, though hesitant, decided to participate out of a sense of duty to his customers and the shogun.

As the competition commenced, Takeshi and Hiroto found themselves engaged in a fierce match of culinary prowess. Takeshi's pizzas dazzled the judges with their intricate designs and bold flavors, while Hiroto's creations captivated hearts with their simplicity and heartfelt sincerity.

Throughout the competition, Takeshi looked down upon Hiroto's humble offerings, dismissing them as inferior to his own masterpieces. Yet, despite his prideful demeanor, Takeshi couldn't help but feel a twinge of admiration for Hiroto's unwavering loyalty and dedication to his craft.

As the competition drew to a close, Takeshi and Hiroto found themselves exhausted from the intense match. Though Takeshi had emerged victorious, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to be gained from their encounter.

Approaching Hiroto with humility, Takeshi proposed that they set aside their differences and join forces to learn from each other. Recognizing the wisdom in Takeshi's words, Hiroto agreed, and thus began a journey of mutual respect and camaraderie.

In the days that followed, Takeshi and Hiroto worked side by side, sharing their knowledge and expertise with one another. Takeshi learned the value of humility and sincerity from Hiroto, while Hiroto honed his skills under Takeshi's guidance.

Together, they created pizzas that surpassed anything they had ever made before, each one a testament to their newfound partnership and mutual respect. And though they remained rivals in the kitchen, they did so as equals, united in their shared passion for the art of pizza-making and their commitment to serving others with honor and humility.

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