wagon wheel

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The sun had just started to set over the bustling streets of New York City as I walked down Fifth Avenue. The smell of roasting chestnuts wafted through the air, enticing me to stop and grab a snack. I passed by the towering skyscrapers, my eyes fixed on the bright lights that seemed to stretch up to the sky. As I turned onto 34th Street, I noticed a small shop tucked away between two larger buildings. The sign above the door read "Oggy's Authentic Mexican Food." My stomach growled at the sight of the steaming hot tacos and burritos piled high in the window.