Write a short story about " Trading Places "
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"Trading Places"
Explanation:
- Trading places is a famous movie set in 1983.
- It is a humorous movie.
- The interaction between the upper-class broker and a person who lives on the streets is shown in a very fun manner.
- This leads to ups and downs in both their lives.
- They both become a part of the bet that will change their point of view on life while trying to win.
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Answer:Rain dribbled down the side of the 41C. Condensation blurred his view of Dorset Street. He'd been staring at his reflection in the glass two seats ahead, but a young couple had sat in front of him at the Big Tree, and now his mind, it wandered. Fiddling with his ticket, he shifted in the seat. Late October winds sneaked in through the closed window, nibbling at his bare neck. He pulled up the collar of his fleece, and with his arm, wiped a long clear arc on the window pane.
Outside, late-night shoppers, weighed down with carrier bags, battled the gale with flimsy umbrellas. A few woolly-hatted teens, ran for cover in the bus shelter, their puffy jackets glistening under the orange streetlight glow. Behind him two elderly women complained about the weather, in deep gurgling voices caused by a lifelong love affair with John Player King Size. He noticed the venom in their talk, as they moved on to "the youths hogging the seats up the front." A student across the aisle typed furiously on her mobile. Through her Walkman headphones he could make out the muffled lyrics of the latest boyband hit.
... where the fields are green,
to see you once again, my love ...
He cringed. His wristwatch beeped. Six.
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Two months in Dublin, and Mikey was used to the routine. They'd said he'd never like the settled life, that in no time he'd be running home with his tail between his legs. He was the only one from the whole MacDonagh clan to get the Leaving, let alone go on to college. He was the only one to live in a house for God's sake. If you could call it that.
He was renting a cramped bed-sit in Grace Park House, Drumcondra. A converted convent, its small rooms suited the hermit life. When it rained heavily, the single window dripped in time with his alarm clock. He'd lined the sill with newspaper, and stuck a Dolmio jar under the largest crack, but he knew when he'd get home the carpet would be drown'ded. What harm, it was better than the van any day.
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