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Personal Narrative: First Day At Salt Lake City
First Day at Salt Lake City

I’m on a trip with my mom to Yellowstone; our first destination is Salt Lake City, Utah’s Capital. As we walking around the city, we went to a place called Temple Square. All the tourists who came here are going there. It talks about some story of Jesus, and it looks like a church. Tomorrow, our destination is going into Yellowstone, the real journey will start tomorrow.
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