Нужна . нужно перевести художественный текст на . a walk to remember by nicholas charles sparks it is april 12. in the last year before the millennium. and as i leave int- house. i °lance around the sky is overcast and gray. but as i mop e down the street. 1 notice that the dogwoods and azaleas are blooming. i zip my jacket just a little. the temperature is cool. though i know its only a matter of weeks before it will settle in to something comfortable and the gray skies give way to the kind of days that make north carolina one of the most beautiful places in the world. with a sigh_ i feel it all coming back to me. i c; ose my eyes and the years begin to mon e in reverse, slowly ticking backward_ like the hands of a clock routing in the wrong direction. as if through someone else's eyes, i watch myself grow younger. i see my hair changing from gray to brown. i feel the wrinkles around my eyes begin to smooth. my arms and legs grow sinewy. lessons i've learned with age grow dimmer, and my innocence returns as that esentful year approaches. then, like me. the world begins to change: roads narrow and some become gravel. suburban sprawl has been replaced with farmland, downtown streets teem with people, looking in windows as they pass sweeneys bakery and palka's meat shop, men wear hats. women wear dresses. at the courthouse up the street, the bell tower rings. hent mich iisijuk dos orangenmadehen

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