They’re piled with sliced cold cuts and cheeses as well as icy-cold lettuce and tomato. Everything is on the honor system without a ticket in sight. Order at the counter, help yourself to whatever chips and drinks you want, admire the seemingly decorative old deli counter filled with salumi, and wend your way to the old wooden cashier booth in the back. Then just mill about and listen for them to call your sandwich.
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