твір на п'ятдесят речень, тема шппінг на Англійській мові
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Ответ:My name is Lena. I live in Lviv. It’s one of the biggest cities in Ukraine. There are lots of big and small shops in my city. When we need to buy something we go shopping. My parents go shopping for food to the nearest supermarket nearly every day. We also have a special shopping day when we go to different shops together. It’s Saturday because all members of my family have a day-off. We go to several stores on this day. It can be a grocery, a bakery, a clothes store, a cosmetics store, a pharmacy, a store of electronic appliances and some others. My favourite shop is a clothes store. I really like shopping for new clothes and shoes. My mum always helps me to choose the right size and the right design. However, I prefer shopping with my best friends. Not far from the place where I live there is a huge mall with numerous shops, restaurants, an ice-rink, a cinema and entertainment facilities. We often go there for shopping or just to have a good time. It has become our favourite pastime recently. We don’t always buy something but window-shopping can be also fun. My parents say that in the past there were no big stores like this and sometimes it was difficult to find what you wanted. At the moment I can’t even imagine how people could have lived without shops and goods. I’m glad we have many opportunities for shopping.
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I ventured into the labyrinthine depths of the shopping mall, where endless rows of stores beckoned me with their promises of consumer satisfaction. The air was thick with the scent of perfume and cologne, mingling with the stale aroma of fast food. The flickering neon lights overhead cast strange shadows on the walls, twisting and distorting the shapes of the mannequins and displays. It was as if the very fabric of reality was warping and twisting in this place. As I made my way through the winding corridors, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching me. The shadows seemed to move of their own accord, and I heard whispers on the wind that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. The racks and shelves were filled with countless trinkets and baubles, each promising to fill some void within me. But no matter how many things I bought, I couldn't escape the emptiness that gnawed at my soul. And yet, I couldn't stop myself from wandering further and further into the depths of the mall. It was as if some unseen force was drawing me deeper, luring me towards some terrible fate. The faces of the salespeople were twisted and contorted, their eyes bulging with a madness that seemed to seep from the very walls. And yet, they smiled and greeted me as if everything was normal. I found myself drawn to a store that seemed to be hidden in the furthest reaches of the mall, its windows blacked out and its doors covered in strange symbols that made my head swim. As I stepped inside, I was plunged into darkness. The air was thick and heavy, and I could hear the faint whisper of ancient incantations on the wind. And then I saw them. The cultists, robed in black and wielding strange knives, chanting in a language that was not meant for mortal ears. I tried to run, but the floor seemed to move beneath me, as if alive. The cultists turned to face me, and I knew that my time had come. But just as they were about to strike, a blinding light filled the store. The cultists screamed in terror and fled, and I was left alone in the empty darkness. As I stumbled out of the store, I realized that I had been changed. Something had awakened within me, something dark and ancient that would never let me go. And so I wandered the endless corridors of the mall, seeking out new mysteries and horrors to sate my hunger.