poetic language creates vividness and allows the writer to express themselves.
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Option C: Location and Transportation are the major factors for the growth of American cities.
Explanation:
Natural resources have always helped America in its growth. Because of the awesome location besides Hudson river, transportation became quite easy. This was the main reason for building the canal over it. It, thereby helped in trade and led to a good growth of cities. People could move in from rural areas and settle here and help in the growth of cities.
Hence, Option C is most appropriate. It is not because of land or hierarchies. It was also not because of the climate and safety that Americas cities grew, as per other options, A, B and D.
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A.)The station would seem cheerier.
Explanation:
Cage clarifies watching faces appear in a metro station. It is misty whether he is composing from the vantage purpose of an explorer on the train itself or on the stage.
The background is Paris, France, and as he clarifies these faces as an audience, showing the station is very busy.
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Varale Colony ,
Pune.
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7th October 2020
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Dear Sister ,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀How are you ? I am good here. I am missing you so much . I want to know about your current health condition . I hope my letter reaches you at good moment . I am writing this letter to tell you to take proper care of your care of your health.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I would suggest you to eat vegetables and to completely avoid junk foods . Consuming junk foods , makes the person obese (weight gain) , it has poor nutrition and causes many other diseases . Eating vegetables and fruits helps you to concentrate on your studies as well as it keeps you healthy. vegatables also have enough nutrients which are required by our body.So please try to take the healthy foods and stay focused on your studies.
Take care and be happy . Looking forward to see you soon.
Your loving sister ,
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The clouds stretched across the sky and they looked so fake yet somehow they were real. That day, I wasn't feeling anything in particular perhaps, I was having mood swings. The darkness tends to cause some sort of sadness within myself and today there was no sun. No sun, just clouds that stretched all the way to China and back. They made me feel like a little person but I remembered that, <em>it's a small world</em>. Nobody was thinking of me at that moment yet I wasn't thinking about anyone either. I felt common, not rare, just common. It seemed that nothing I could do would ever make a change in this world we call home. A song was replaying in my head the lyrics waning in crescendo, "Roses are red, violets are blue, my heart is dead, i'm such a fool." What more could I need to feel so lost within my thoughts than being alone with them. I looked up at the roof which extended far, almost too far reminding me of why I chose to live in a mansion. Well, actually I'm not sure why I chose to live in a mansion by myself. As I thought to myself, I only conjured sad thoughts. I felt like crying but only then I would be feeling bad for myself. <em>Rich people aren't supposed to be sad? Not like this aren't they? </em>I wanted to believe that, be like them, everybody else but it was something that I couldn't be. Rich was just a word but It can't describe how I felt. It just described who I was in an aspect of wealth. All alone, I sat in my chair rocking back and forth looking through the isolated and strangely large circular window. Clouds among clouds among more clouds stretching a seemingly endless route. I wish I was up there so I could feel the weightlessness that I so longlessly dreamed about. The weightlessness that brought no sadness, stress, or struggles. Down here I was merely a weight on the world, being of no use to anyone or anything, maybe even a diamond in the rough but if my uniqueness showed then maybe I would actually have potential. Still, that sounded very unlikely. I couldn't honor my myself but the weightlessness of the clouds could. Above those clouds only then would I see the sun once again. How happy would I be? Eternally happy. Only the clouds could make me happy because they looked so fake yet they were real<em> just like myself. </em>
