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English: On Friday morning, the small bakery on King Street was busier than usual. People came in for bread, rolls, and cakes for the weekend. Lina stood behind the counter with her aunt, putting boxes into paper bags and writing names on small cards. At eleven o’clock, Aunt Selin carried a white cake box from the kitchen. A blue ribbon was tied around it. “This one is special,” she said. “It is for Mr. Demir’s eightieth birthday.” Lina smiled. Mr. Demir had been coming to the bakery for years. He...
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