And again, I get that feeling when we get a knock on the door of our apartment in Brooklyn, and my sister and I find a deliveryman with a box of pizza that we didn't order.
I de nou, torno a tenir aquella sensació quan truquen a la porta del nostre apartament a Brooklyn, i la meva germana i jo trobem un repartidor amb una capsa de pizza que no havíem demanat.