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Once there was a boy called Ali. His father was a fisherman and his family was very poor. One day, when he was going home, he saw on old man lying on the side of the road. The old man was very sick. The boy was very kind and helped the old man go to the hospital. The old man thanked the boy and asked his name and address. The boy was ashamed to admit that his father was a poor fisherman, so he told the man: «My name is Mustafa and my father is a teacher». The old man recovered from his illness and returned home. Many years later, закончить историю ​

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kapysta123
kapysta123
21.01.2020 00:31

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Hyde Park is one of the largest parks in central London, isn’t it?

You can see red double-decker buses, can’t you?

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What is one of the largest parks in central London?

Who can see red double-decker buses?

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Is Hyde Park one of the largest parks in central London?

Can you see red double-decker buses?

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Where is Hyde Park one of the largest parks?

What can you see?

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Is Hyde Park one of the largest parks in central London or Manchester?

Can you see red or black double-decker buses?

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marina151987
marina151987
06.07.2021 01:37
I hate it when my brother Charlie has to go away. My parents constantly try to explain to me how sick he is. That I am lucky for having a brain where all the chemicals flow properly to their destinations like undammed rivers. When I complain about how bored I am without a little brother to play with, they try to make me feel bad by pointing out that his boredom likely far surpasses mine, considering his confine to a dark room in an institution. I always beg for them to give him one last chance. Of course, they did at first. Charlie has been back home several times, each shorter in duration than the last. Every time without fail, it all starts again. The neighbourhood cats with gouged out eyes showing up in his toy chest, my dad's razors found dropped on the baby slide in the park across the street, mom's vitamins replaced by bits of dishwasher tablets. My parents are hesitant now, using "last chances" sparingly. They say his disorder makes him charming, makes it easy for him to fake normalcy, and to trick the doctors who care for him into thinking he is ready for rehabilitation. That I will just have to put up with my boredom if it means staying safe from him. I hate it when Charlie has to go away. It makes me have to pretend to be good until he is back.
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