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Personal Narrative: A Day At Excalibur Hotel
When I arrived at Excalibur Hotel, their porter carried my luggage and carry-on bag to my room.

My friend recently bought a laptop as it was portable; he could bring the laptop with him anywhere easily without the weight straining his arms.

Today, the city council announced their biggest project: to extend their national park's size to one mile long and two miles wide.

At twilight, I will attend my friend's wedding as his best man, but he wants me to be present
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