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Text for Reading Comprehension №3

Nick was bored with life. Every day was exactly the same. He got up at exactly the same time; he caught the same bus to work; he did the same things in the office; he talked to the same people; he came home at the same time; he watched the same programmes on television — and he went to bed at the same time!

«What I need is a little adventure!» Nick thought as he waited at the bus-stop one morning. Nick's «little adventure» happened sooner than he expected!

While he was on the bus, reading his newspaper (the same one that he read every morning), the man sitting next to him suddenly pushed a large brown envelope into his hands. «Here, take this!» he muttered. Then he stood up and got off the bus before Nick could say a word.

Nick sat there, holding the envelope. It felt heavy. There were papers inside, or money perhaps. «I'd better hand it over to the police,» he thought. There was a police-station close to his office. But, as he got off the bus, a man approached him. He was obviously waiting for something. «He wants the envelope,» Nick thought. Nick began to walk quickly—and the man hurried after him. Nick started to run — and the man began to run too. But then, just before he got to the police station, Nick managed to lose the man in the crowds. When he entered the police station, the man was no longer in sight.

Inside the police-station, Nick handed over the envelope to the inspector in charge. The inspector opened it. The envelope was full of money —false money. «Obviously the man made a mistake,» the inspector said. «He thought you were one of the gang! Well, congratulations!»

Nick felt like a hero. He could already see his name in all the papers. He could imagine an interview on television!

«However,» the inspector went on, interrupting Nick's day-dreams, «I'm afraid I must ask you to keep quiet about all this. We're trying to catch some very clever thieves — and we don't want them to know that we have some of the money. So you mustn't say a word to anyone — not even your boss! Sorry!»

«So that's that!» Nick said to himself on his way to the office. He was over an hour late. «I' ve had my little adventure... but I can't tell anyone about it, so what's the point? I've even got to make up an excuse for the boss!»

1. Where did Nick work?

2. Why did the man give the envelope to Nick? What criminals were the police trying to catch?

3. Why did Nick feel disappointed after his «little adventure»?

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ТОХА2287
ТОХА2287
28.01.2022
Hello,my dear parents! How are you?
I'm good.
Yesterday I was at party,it was in one club,but i didn't remember it's name. Organizers were my new friends. They are 20 years old. They very good,funny and kind. I love them. They always support me and make my shine. Also they are beautiful and clever! I met with them in the street and they gave me an invitational for the party. Then we started to chat with them.
Food was like fast food. Every teenagers love it. There were humbuggers, chickens,fri, pepsi,cola and so on.
Traditional English food. I think it's tea! It' just my opinion. We were drink at 5 p.m a tea with a cupcake. It was pretty good:) And cute. Tea was usual. But we drank it in very beautiful cup! And cupcakes was mmm,delicious! They were beautiful,with a lot of decorations,tastes. I took one for you!
I promise I will cook for you a very tasty cake! I hope it will be good:)
Miss ya.
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рома1341
рома1341
28.01.2022
Human ligfe is only a moment, a small component of the existence of society, the unit of measure of existence. But during this short period we experience so vivid, colorful and unforgettable moments that they will be forever in our memory. And for balance there is a definite contrast – sad periods in life. They usually cover all the things enveloped with warmth and love, transforming our world colored in gray routine. And, fortunately, the world still has the tassels with bright colors, sketched better sad moments. One such caruna brushes is art. the boundless and mysterious source of beauty, love and inspiration.

Art is so diverse and vast that when you meet it in everyday life, we think, isn't it? Art is everywhere! But not everyone to discover. Only he who truly believes can understand the essence of this wonderful concept. And for each it will be his: so that man found in his heart. As said by O. Wilde: "Art is nothing but himself".

Think only that carries poetry? It is a pure feelings and emotions poured on the strings page! Poetry is the most magnificent form, which can be embodied human thought. When we pcitool in any creation of the author, we know his entire essence, because in every word, in every line the creators pour out your innermost feelings. After all, the writers offer us your soul. And in soul care cannot, therefore, appreciate the poetry that once saved humanity from a terrible misfortune. In the most difficult times literature found the way to the heart of every man and sowed in him the seeds of love, kindness and peace.

And the music? The music...the Melody of the autumn leaf that slowly falls to the ground, the sound of birdsong, rain – all it combines. A musical work at all times was popular because it is a huge genre diversity, where everyone can find something for themselves. As Stendhal said: "Music when it's perfect, leads the heart in the same state, what you experience, enjoying the presence of the beloved person it gives, undoubtedly, the most vivid happiness possible on earth." The music, the soul sings and rejoices the world, and all blossoms around, because the melody takes us into such a secret and simultaneously closest to each point, where, it seems, are all the sweetest dreams and desires.

Painting is generally the clearest portrait of the soul of the author. Paintings - or rather, real masterpieces, are created only when a person truly opens their heart and allows the paints to convey her emotions and feelings. That's why I fully agree with Pablo Picasso, "painting is a blind. The artist paints not what he sees and what he feels."
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