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Some year I worked at a textile mill. Unfortunately, I had to quit that job after witnessing a serious accident caused by a run-over of a faulty machine. I decided to become a writer. One day I sat at a table and prepared to start. I conjugated the verb "to be" in the past tense. And I wrote it by a fountain pen on a paper sheet. I saw my reflection in a pier glass while sitting at the table. Suddenly I thoulght that due to the cat's agility and rapid reflexes, it easily caught the mouse that tried to escape. I looked up. Another bright thought had visited my poor mind. The approach to the ventilation system involved carefully excavating a longitudinal airshaft to ensure proper airflow.  

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