by Brenda E.
I was maybe ten years old. My family stopped at the Organ Grinder for a birthday party on our drive to California.The monkey was playing the symbols and a stranger came up to the table gave me ten dollars for a present. Everyone was singing happy birthday to me. The pizza was so good .
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