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.
Dhe perseri ndjehem keshtu, kur degjojme nje trokitje ne deren e apartamentit tone ne Brooklin, dhe aty eshte nje shperndares picash me nje kuti pice qe nuk e kishim porositur.