Write me a short story about a teenage boy buying a broken car from an unpleasant man. The man is gross, older, and not very intelligent in the way he speaks. His lawn is unsightly and the teenager tries to not be rude but is highly critical of the man and his lawn. Write the story in first-person perspective from the view of the teenage boy. Title the story "The Broken Lawn Ornament".
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ek apriy aadmi se tuuti car kharidne vaale ek kishor ladke ke bare main mujhe ek choti kahani likhen.aadmi sakal, purana he, or jis tarah se vah bolta he, usamen bahut budhimaan nahin he.uskaa lon bhadda he or kishori asabhy nahin hone kii koshish karti he, lekin aadmi or uske lon ke liye atyadhik aalochana karti he.da tinej boy ke drishy se pehle vyakti ke pariprekshya main kahani likhen."da broken lon aabhushan" kahani kaa sheershak den.
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tutaa hua lon aabhushan

"car ke saath keval ek hi baat galat he," dingi or daag vaale andershart main musty old main ne mujhe bataaya."yah nahin janaa he."
"kya?"mujhe nahin pataa ki kya mere paas crochti old gijar he, jo paseene, cigar or sockrcrat ke ek tikhe mishran kii gandh ko soonghta tha yaa uske mattha bayaan ke sandarbh main puri tarah se chook gaya tha.
"car, yah shuru nahin hota he. ingine tut gaya," usne dhire -dhire doharaaya, jaise ki usne mujhe abhi tak ek or bevakoof yuva vyakti mana.maine poocha ki yah tab bikri ke liye kyon tha.
"kyonki yah tay ho saktaa he. yadi yah tay ho gaya he, to yah kaam karata he. 'paksh, yah mere lon ko avyavasthit kar rahaa he. yah bura lagata he."
maine ek ativruddhi lon aabhushan kii tarah ladke ke saamne vaale yard main park kiye gaye tiron par dhaatu ke sthir hank par dekha.tair ke chaaron ore ghaas ke lambey, scraggli ptch bade.lon apane aap main viral or ptch tha.kharpatvaaron ne asantulit ho gaye or yard ke kai hisson main ghaas ko abhibhoot kar diya.
mere honton par ek nandak muskaan kheli.maine safaltaapurvak ek uthi hui bhun ke saath ise band kar diya.yard shaayad hi ek ding maarane vaala sahi tha kyonki yah bikhare hue ganje ptch se grast tha or jahaan ghaas ugti thi, use cat kii sakht jarurat thi.preyari-jaise damp lon se baahar nikalate hue mujhe kute kii bakawaas hone kii ummid thi.
main sikud gaya, buudhe aadmi ne ek bhure rang kii bhun ko uthaaya, jo uske lon kii tarah ug aayaa tha.
"aap ise chaahate hai yaa nahin?"
"haan," maine apana batua apni jeb se baahar nikaala or betaratib dhang se sochaa ki kitne plastic gulabi flemingo or bageeche ke gnoms mujhe apni "nai" car kii keemat ke liye mil sakate hai.
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ek apriy aadmi se tuuti car kharidne vaale ek kishor ladke ke bare main mujhe ek choti kahani likhen.aadmi sakal, purana he, or jis tarah se vah bolta he, usamen bahut budhimaan nahin he.uskaa lon bhadda he or kishori asabhy nahin hone kii koshish karti he, lekin aadmi or uske lon ke liye atyadhik aalochana karti he.da tinej boy ke drishy se pehle vyakti ke pariprekshya main kahani likhen."da broken lon aabhushan" kahani kaa sheershak den.</s>
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tutaa hua lon aabhushan

"car ke saath keval ek hi baat galat he," dingi or daag vaale andershart main musty old main ne mujhe bataaya."yah nahin janaa he."
"kya?"mujhe nahin pataa ki kya mere paas crochti old gijar he, jo paseene, cigar or sockrcrat ke ek tikhe mishran kii gandh ko soonghta tha yaa uske mattha bayaan ke sandarbh main puri tarah se chook gaya tha.
"car, yah shuru nahin hota he. ingine tut gaya," usne dhire -dhire doharaaya, jaise ki usne mujhe abhi tak ek or bevakoof yuva vyakti mana.maine poocha ki yah tab bikri ke liye kyon tha.
"kyonki yah tay ho saktaa he. yadi yah tay ho gaya he, to yah kaam karata he. 'paksh, yah mere lon ko avyavasthit kar rahaa he. yah bura lagata he."
maine ek ativruddhi lon aabhushan kii tarah ladke ke saamne vaale yard main park kiye gaye tiron par dhaatu ke sthir hank par dekha.tair ke chaaron ore ghaas ke lambey, scraggli ptch bade.lon apane aap main viral or ptch tha.kharpatvaaron ne asantulit ho gaye or yard ke kai hisson main ghaas ko abhibhoot kar diya.
mere honton par ek nandak muskaan kheli.maine safaltaapurvak ek uthi hui bhun ke saath ise band kar diya.yard shaayad hi ek ding maarane vaala sahi tha kyonki yah bikhare hue ganje ptch se grast tha or jahaan ghaas ugti thi, use cat kii sakht jarurat thi.preyari-jaise damp lon se baahar nikalate hue mujhe kute kii bakawaas hone kii ummid thi.
main sikud gaya, buudhe aadmi ne ek bhure rang kii bhun ko uthaaya, jo uske lon kii tarah ug aayaa tha.
"aap ise chaahate hai yaa nahin?"
"haan," maine apana batua apni jeb se baahar nikaala or betaratib dhang se sochaa ki kitne plastic gulabi flemingo or bageeche ke gnoms mujhe apni "nai" car kii keemat ke liye mil sakate hai.</s>
