Dear Mr Smith,
I am writing to express my gratitude for the recent article devoted to banning cars from the downtown area published in your newspaper.
I am confident the local Department of Environmental Safety would make the right decision if it banned cars from this particular area. The nose and pollution caused by vehicles are unbearable and the Department had to do something about it a long time ago. I am also in favour of creating special bicycle lanes which undoubtedly increase the popularity of using bicycles in our town. What is more, the number of traffic fatalities which is on the increase today will definitely slow down or even stop altogether if the actions are taken.
As for the free public transportation I have a concern that this decision is a bit premature. I worked as an economist for the local council committee in the past and I know that this step would badly hurt our local budget. The number of dwellers in the town has been increasing every year and we do not have enough funds to cover free bus passes.
All things considered, I feel the local community would benefit if the above-mentioned decisions were implemented. And I would be thankful if my suggestion were taken into consideration too.
Yours faithfully,
Mark Swenson
Объяснение:
Moving the stones
This summer, I was vacationing with my grandparents at the Divnomorskoe sanatorium in Gelendzhik, near the Black sea. The resort was located near the beach and was surrounded by a large Park. One morning, when my grandfather and I went swimming, we saw that the paths and grass were covered with large brown stones that were crawling somewhere in concentration. What is it? Maybe alien aliens or an invasion of nano robots?
It turned out that they were huge snails the size of a wild Apple! They were crawling busily toward the sea. When we came to the beach, we saw another flock of snails that were crawling in the other direction! All day long, hordes of snails moved around our Park. And the next day they were gone. All at once.
In memory of these mysterious giants, I have a huge shell that I found under a Bush. Maybe its owner was eaten by a Seagull, or maybe an alien alien lost his spare spacesuit
