As the whistle blew to signal the end of my soccer game at Sand Point, I knew I needed to eat something. After giving high fives and such to the ECFC team that we had tied, my dad and I got into his car and headed in the direction of the U-District. Cruising around Seattle was a confusing labyrinth to me. We saw this perfect looking pizza place. It was small, had a nice sign, but wasn’t a chain restaurant and it had parking.
After parking we...
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Dylan Hatfield at
07:02 PM on March 07, 2010
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