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This includes where they may interact with other members of the same species, look for food, rest and sleep. Such an area is called a _________
A) Territory
B)Niche
C)Home Range
D)Symbiosis
E) Habitat

Internet Solutions Source is the name of an internet company that claims to to allow one to work from home, targeting niche markets selling products through Amazon. They ask for $1.95 to set your own site up and then $20.00 monthly in charges.

I applied for a data entry job and then got this reply a few days later.
Dear Leilani,
Thank you for your application to M&A Services and interest for the role of a Home Based Data Entry Clerk. After reviewing your CV, you seem like an excellent candidate for the role. I would like to provide you with some more information so you are aware of the position before we take the process any further.
A Home Based Data Entry Clerk requires:
· A reliable computer
· Internet access
· A valid email account
· Typing speed 30wpm
· Access to either/or MS Word, MS Excel, Works, Notepad
Internet knowledge and previous Data Entry experience is useful but not necessary. Your main duties will be determining which emails/applications can be successfully processed. A step-by-step training manual will be provided which gives guidance and information on how to begin. This includes example emails, samples and a list of company Databases you will be working on. I will be here to assist you at any time should you require help with the role. The training manual can be completed in your own time and most applicants complete it within a day. As soon as you have completed the manual you can begin.
The hours of work are fully flexible giving you the choice to work part-time/full-time, days/evenings/weekends. However, the workload is constant so the more you work, the more you can earn. You will be paid £10.00 – £15.00 for each completed application with the average person completing 10 per day. For any queries relating to pay please do not hesitate ask.
To obtain the training manual there is a single non-refundable fee of £9.99. We must accept this fee to cover the training costs, processing fees as well as ensure only serious applicants are accepted. This cannot be deducted from your first pay and no other payment is required thereafter.
If this role is still something you are interested in and you meet all the requirements then please click the following link to make a payment.
Payment is made via PayPal or Credit/Debit Card. Once payment is received, the training manual will be sent to you via email and you can then proceed immediately to begin your new role as a Home Based Data Entry Clerk.
I will be open for contact via email at any point should you require further help after receiving your training pack and/or any queries you need answering.
Kind Regards,
M&A Services
Recruitment Team
PO Box 52711
Lewis Place
London
W8 9AF

What are your thoughts on this article?
“The West interprets veiling as repression of women and suppression of their sexuality. But when I travelled in Muslim countries and was invited to join a discussion in women-only settings within Muslim homes, I learned that Muslim attitudes toward women’s appearance and sexuality are not rooted in repression, but in a strong sense of public versus private, of what is due to God and what is due to one’s husband. It is not that Islam suppresses sexuality, but that it embodies a strongly developed sense of its appropriate channelling – toward marriage, the bonds that sustain family life, and the attachment that secures a home.
Outside the walls of the typical Muslim households that I visited in Morocco, Jordan, and Egypt, all was demureness and propriety. But inside, women were as interested in allure, seduction and pleasure as women anywhere in the world.
At home, in the context of marital intimacy, Victoria’s Secret, elegant fashion and skin care lotions abounded. The bridal videos that I was shown, with the sensuous dancing that the bride learns as part of what makes her a wonderful wife, and which she proudly displays for her bridegroom, suggested that sensuality was not alien to Muslim women. Rather, pleasure and sexuality, both male and female, should not be displayed promiscuously – and possibly destructively – for all to see.
Indeed, many Muslim women I spoke with did not feel at all subjugated by the chador or the headscarf. On the contrary, they felt liberated from what they experienced as the intrusive, commodifying, basely sexualising Western gaze. Many women said something like this: “When I wear Western clothes, men stare at me, objectify me, or I am always measuring myself against the standards of models in magazines, which are hard to live up to – and even harder as you get older, not to mention how tiring it can be to be on display all the time. When I wear my headscarf or chador, people relate to me as an individual, not an object; I feel respected.” This may not be expressed in a traditional Western feminist set of images, but it is a recognisably Western feminist set of feelings.
I experienced it myself. I put on a shalwar kameez and a headscarf in Morocco for a trip to the bazaar. Yes, some of the warmth I encountered was probably from the novelty of seeing a Westerner so clothed; but, as I moved about the market – the curve of my breasts covered, the shape of my legs obscured, my long hair not flying about me – I felt a novel sense of calm and serenity. I felt, yes, in certain ways, free.”
by Naomi Wolf

What are your thoughts on this article?
“The West interprets veiling as repression of women and suppression of their sexuality. But when I travelled in Muslim countries and was invited to join a discussion in women-only settings within Muslim homes, I learned that Muslim attitudes toward women’s appearance and sexuality are not rooted in repression, but in a strong sense of public versus private, of what is due to God and what is due to one’s husband. It is not that Islam suppresses sexuality, but that it embodies a strongly developed sense of its appropriate channelling – toward marriage, the bonds that sustain family life, and the attachment that secures a home.
Outside the walls of the typical Muslim households that I visited in Morocco, Jordan, and Egypt, all was demureness and propriety. But inside, women were as interested in allure, seduction and pleasure as women anywhere in the world.
At home, in the context of marital intimacy, Victoria’s Secret, elegant fashion and skin care lotions abounded. The bridal videos that I was shown, with the sensuous dancing that the bride learns as part of what makes her a wonderful wife, and which she proudly displays for her bridegroom, suggested that sensuality was not alien to Muslim women. Rather, pleasure and sexuality, both male and female, should not be displayed promiscuously – and possibly destructively – for all to see.
Indeed, many Muslim women I spoke with did not feel at all subjugated by the chador or the headscarf. On the contrary, they felt liberated from what they experienced as the intrusive, commodifying, basely sexualising Western gaze. Many women said something like this: “When I wear Western clothes, men stare at me, objectify me, or I am always measuring myself against the standards of models in magazines, which are hard to live up to – and even harder as you get older, not to mention how tiring it can be to be on display all the time. When I wear my headscarf or chador, people relate to me as an individual, not an object; I feel respected.” This may not be expressed in a traditional Western feminist set of images, but it is a recognisably Western feminist set of feelings.
I experienced it myself. I put on a shalwar kameez and a headscarf in Morocco for a trip to the bazaar. Yes, some of the warmth I encountered was probably from the novelty of seeing a Westerner so clothed; but, as I moved about the market – the curve of my breasts covered, the shape of my legs obscured, my long hair not flying about me – I felt a novel sense of calm and serenity. I felt, yes, in certain ways, free.”
by Naomi Wolfhttp://www.smh.com.au/news/opinion/behin…

Ok, so i want to write something that people will enjoy, maybe a novella or a novel but before i continue, can someone give me some feedback for my first chapter. It is a little short but I just want feedback on my writing style and what i should include, not grammar and spelling mistakes. Here it is:
It took so long, but I finally found one. A seat on the tram. As I sit there, I watch 100’s upon 100’s of people getting on and off. They were commuters, tourists, students and everyone in between. The sound of the tram bells are intoxicating, you really get a feel for the Melbourne culture, they are something unique to Melbourne. As my hands delve deep into my pockets, I realize that I only have $50 to spend. That is not nearly enough to buy new clothes at the shopping centre. Looks like Nathaniel and I will have to spend it at the markets. As I patiently wait to see him bored the tram, all I have to do is to look out the window and see the beauty a city has to offer, street art, buildings and parks. The minutes that pass feel like an eternity as I anxiously wait for Nathaniel. Finally after 5 minutes, he is there.
“Where have you been? I have been waiting for you for ages.” I said.
“Sorry” he replied, “My mum had me do a few things before I left home and it took me 20 minutes to walk to the city.”
It was such a relief to see him. Just the thought that something had happened to him would’ve devastated me.
“I only have $50 to spend so I think that we should go to the markets instead, I can’t buy new clothes and then buy food as well. Sorry” I added.
As Nathaniel and I walked through the streets and alleyways, he began to look at me with a smile, and then let out a giggle.
“What? What is it?” I asked.
“Nothing Ryan, I just…….. never mind” he laughed.
I knew that something was different about him that day. Something that I could never have put my finger on, it was too hard to work out what it was, until he told me.
As we slowly walked through the market stalls, we finally found a place to rest and have a meal. “You know how you were looking at me and then started to laugh a while ago” I said.
“Yer” he replied. “What about it?”
I continued “Well, what was that all about? It’s not really like you. Is there something wrong?”
“Well actually, nothing’s wrong, it’s just that there is something that I really should talk about but I am a little scared to.”
When he said those words, I was jumping ecstatically on the inside, but I kept a poker face on the outside. What could it have been? If he was looking at me and then laughed and he thinks that he should talk about it, then it concerns me. What if it’s good thing? All of these thought ran through my mind and it was making me excited. I had no idea what he was going to say, but from what I know, it’s about him and me.
“It’s OK” I replied “you can tell me anything, I’m your best friend, your secret is kept with me. I promise. Just tell me”
“I want to but it is so difficult to. You don’t know what I am going through.” He grunted. “It is so hard for me to understand all of this, let alone talking to you about it. Just please stop with the questions.”
I knew that something was bothering Nathaniel. I am his friend, and a friend should always look out for other friends. Nathaniel and I have been close to each other for more than 5 years. This was something that he would never do. He would tell me anything, even if I had nothing to do with it. Him not wanting me to know something is not a part of his persona.
“You know what, I Have to go now. My mum wants me home by 3pm.” Nathaniel quickly uttered. He left the table and then rushed out of the markets and left. Something was bothering him immensely, and I have to help, but if I don’t know what it is, then how?