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Essay / An essay on my favorite room - 602
It is located on the second floor of a beautiful building overlooking a park in Sydney. It had about 24 rooms and brick pillars at the entrance. From the window of the main room you can see the park - rolling green fields, a grove of green trees that create amazing autumn colors. I remember spending the afternoon there enjoying the view. The hallway leading to her front door was covered in soft flooring with glowing halogens. The sterile, air-conditioned hallway quickly transforms into a pleasant and comfortable room as soon as one walks through the simple wooden door. My favorite room was the living room: there were newspapers from the 20th century containing every crossword printed since. God forbid she ever forgets the weekly crossword! The floor in the living room was a much lighter color than the floor in the hallway. With patterns from every angle, the carpet gleamed among the smoky walls. The sun's rays coming from the east window warmed the room. The 40-inch television was in the corner, little used except for the seven o'clock news. There was a glass coffee table...