wife and I were walking down the street yesterday, near then U.N., when we smelled the intoxicating aroma of pizza. A smell of pizza that was overbearingly divine. We thought and said "where is that awesome pizza smell coming from?" Our mouths starting watering. We were walking down 52nd st toward 1st ave, and spotted an aluminum school bell object against a blank wall it was emitting steam laced with the scent of cheese and red sauce. This meant that we were sure to find the source once we turned the corner; we would finally see the heavenly home of a scent which our noses found and our tastes buds needed.
As we approach the corner I thought of two things should I get two slices or one? And when Danny comes to visit if the smell of this place matches the taste I'll have to take him here. Biting at the bit, we turned the corner and was met with the joint....
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