The story of a Picture

 


This photo was taken by my dad, in a pizzeria in little Italy in New York. It was taken on my first trip to New York, on Valentin's day.

And I love it... Because that day I was a little sad, for not having my valentine.

I love pizza, so my dad took me to eat a giant piece of pizza, bigger tan my face. We enjoyed it a lot and walked a lot that day. It was great.

The piece of pizza was ver very cheap, a little bit boring, it was just cheese but very delicious.

After that memorable pizza, We went to a concert at Madison Square Garden, it was amazing.

Finally, I remembered that I was in the city of my dreams, on an incredible journey that I will never forget. No matters saint valentine. 

We enjoyed how wonderful New York looks at night and decide to eat another piece of pizza at the hotel.




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  1. the piece of pizza looks delicious hahaha also is pizza from New York! Not everyone can tell this story

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  2. That piece of pizza looks huge and delicious

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  3. What a great day, I would love to go to New York for pizza

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  4. That's a great story! I haven't been to "the hood" yet, maybe soon.

    All elements adequately covered, The message flows smoothly without major inconsistencies.
    I would star adding more cohesive devises and strategies so as to have less one line sentences as a paragraph.

    7 pts.

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