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Hi, i'm going to talk about the Roman Forum, this is an archaeological site in the centre of Rome. The Roman Forum was the political, religious and commercial center of Rome. Over the centuries many buildings were added by different emperors. The Roman Forum can be visited, if we went there the first thing you would notice would be the grandeur of the monuments that have been preserved well in spite of everything, also we shall soon see the variety of people present and we could hear the different languages ​​they speak English, Japanese, French and many others. The Roman Forum is an archaeological site outdoor and within the city you can indeed hear the noise of the cars in the distance and smell the odors that came from modern restaurants near to the site. if you go up on the terrace of the site you will have an amazing view of the archaeological site and the nearby monuments you will remain suspended in this sense of eternity and magic.

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The Pincian Hill

The Pincian Hill is one of the most romantic and picturesque places in Rome. Everything there seems to live in an atmosphere of magic, that makes you go back in time and dream about the past of Rome. The delicious and exciting smell of roses and fresh flowers sorrounds you, while the warm sunlight softly heats up your skin. A sunset from its balcony deserves to be seen once in life. Last summer was the proof of this: the shining sun was slowly treading its place to the bright moon, accompanied by an elegant colour variety; In the background confused voices of the crowd started to be silent in front of that astonishing view and that climate tempted to taste the sweet and mouthwatering “maritozzi”, tipical of Roman tradition, that can be bought not far from the Pincian Hill. This place is stunning in every way.

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In my little hometown, there is a riverside place that looks like it has been taken out of a fairy tale. People go there to fish, boat or just chill out. I remember my first time there like it was yesterday. It was a warm summer day, I finished my last day of school and I and my sister wanted to spend time outdoors and get some fresh air. We packed up delicious sandwiches, home-made limonade and some sweet strawberries.We were walking for about an hour when we finally found that perfect spot. Some children were playing tag, laughing happily and some were eating fluffy cotton candy.The atmosphere was so peaceful that we decided to sit down under a voluminous tree and eat our food. While we were eating a shag dog came to us stole our sandwiches. It happened so quickly that we couldn't say a word.At home, before we went sleep we both agreed that day was so fantastic that we should repeat it.

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The Theatre in our small, but old town has been closed for many years, and I think we-as well as our guests-lose a lot.

The original theatre was bulit in 1612., and it was the first communal theatre in Europe. It is really small but extremly picturesque. When I was a little girl, I entered it with my father. I remember that I felt like in a beautiful dollhouse and it smelled like my great-grandmother´s wordrobe - I thought it was - lavander. I know it was a bit changed, the cheirs were not inside, only benches in small boxes. It still looked intacket. I remembered the painted ceilling was beautiful and the red colour of the curtains. Everything I ve just told you makes me sorry because Im not able to take others to feel the same. Pitty.

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One of my favourite places in Skuodas is art school.

When I went to art school I could always see kids carrying large and small instruments or different size paintbrushes. In the hallway I could and now I can smell paints from the paintingclasses. The time when I was an art school student I always felt great as I was expected to be there. These 6 years were my happy years. In between of classes we often got hungry, so we rushed to eat snacks from the vending machine which stood on the ground floor. They weren't healthy at all, but we liked them. My favourite was sweet and crunchy vanilla cookies. Besides I played the piano and sometimes I felt the piano tiles on the tips of my fingers. Now when I go to art schools library I remember this school and people I have met there with a great pleasure.

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The Oak Castle is the most famous building in our tiny village. Pusztazámor is a small country, which has got a big reputation for its castle. Usually it is used for weddings and settings for movies.
I was there on a birthday party. It was an unforgetable event due to the castle’s cosy atmosphere. When I entered the living room I could smell a bit stuffy but extraordinary air because of the numerous books on the shelves. The room seemed to me as a princess’ salon, with the magnificient chandeliers. Moreover, the quiet, melodic music in the background overflowed me with calmness. After tasting some delicious and fruity cakes I visited the small lake in the garden and tried out boating. I touched the cold water and I fell in love with the nature.
If you are the sort of person who likes antiques, this building is a must-see spectacle for you.

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The local place I am writing about is the big playground next to my house. It became my favourite place in the city when I was 3 years old. I made a lot of friends there and I have a lot of good memories about it.

There is the longest slide of the city. The big red slide is standing in the centre of a climbing frame which is made of wood. There are swings as well. It is my favourite part of the playground. And the whole area is surrounded by huge trees. It gives a natural beauty to the place which makes you feel like you are in a little wonderland in the middle of the city.

Nowadays we go ther with my friends to have fun, enjoy each others company, and sometimes we organize there small picnics. Usually we go there to sit on the benches and talk or make some great pictures with the fantastic background.

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One of my favourite local public places in my town is our library. I go there as often as I can. It´s not very noticeable because it´s in the old part of the town. It has been renovated and expanded recently. When you enter the library you instantly feel the scent of old paper. The first floor is where I spend the most of my time. They keep all the new books there and their fresh scent just tickles your nose when you come near them.The second floor looks like you could get lost in it. It´s huge and crowded with shelves full of books. I like to find those very old books where you can literally feel the past just touching their rough and torn pages.The sound of fliping their cold pages sounds kinda melodic. I find it interesting how every book you´re reading brings out different feelings or even sometimes tastes. Like if you´re reading about an amazing chocolate cake you can exactly feel its sweet and juicy taste in your mouth. I think library is a magical place where time doesn't exist. It is home to creativity and imagination and that´s why I love it so much.

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It was beautiful spring day. I went to our towns park. To park I usually go with friends to feed ducks but that day I felt happy that I was alone. Park looked simple as always but something was different about it.

The air was fresher then usual. Sweet smell of flowers and salty smell of the lake made it special. Even now I can remember the smell that tickling my nose. I sat on a bench near fountain and the little wind brought water drops on me from it. It felt amazing because that day was really warm.

I looked around and saw birds flying to their nests and others looking for new ones. The nature was lively, I felt so into it that I could imagine how the trees buds bloom. I wish that day would be all over again. I didn't felt how the day came to end. But a small breeze of wind woke me from my dream, and I stood up from the bench. The rough surface of bench hurted my thinger. All magic that was before had gone, the air got filled with car sounds and smoke from somewhere. Compare to when I got here it was dull. No more birds chirping and smell of flowers. Neverthless it was the most magical day I can remember.