DAY 84

A LOVE SONG

There is something so comforting about pizza in the middle of the night. There at least three places on 18th St. that are open that late. The pizza has just the right amount of cheese and I love the way the pepperoni grease drips off it. The slices sell for about five or six dollars per, but each one is about the size of half a regular pizza. I like to add garlic, oregano and hot peppers.