Answer: ummm...interesting
Explanation: it was interesting
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The author claims that wireless charging is environmentally sound and beneficial for consumers. He describes how wireless charging works and how it has evolved.
The author claims that wireless charging is less expensive. He describes the kind of devices that work with wireless charging and where to purchase one.
The author claims that Nikola Tesla developed wireless induction, but provides little information about how it works in wireless charging.
The author claims that wireless charging is like science fiction and only describes the future of wireless charging.
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The author claims that wireless charging is environmentally sound and beneficial for consumers. He describes how wireless charging works and how it has evolved.
Explanation:
In "Cutting the Cord" the author positions himself in favor of using wireless internet, as a way to improve the work environment and reduce the environmental impact and expenses that the wires promote. To reinforce this positioning, the author shows the benefits of wireless, describes how it works and how this technology has evolved to promote more convenience and security for the user.
A student could remember a riddle someone asked him, understand the answer, and draw it using his colored pencils
Answer: The correct answer is “We were bonded together by our love for the wilderness”
Explanation:
The word “bonded” suggests that the author and Alfy shared “a close relationship”
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“Irene never bothered anyone. Once the morning housework was finished, she spent the rest of the day on the sofa in her bedroom, knitting. I couldn’t tell you why she knitted so much; I think women knit when they discover that it’s a fat excuse to do nothing at all. But Irene was not like that, she always knitted necessities, sweaters for winter, socks for me, handy morning robes and bed jackets for herself. Sometimes she would do a jacket, then unravel it the next moment because there was something that didn’t please her; it was pleasant to see a pile of tangled wool in her knitting basket fighting a losing battle for a few hours to retain its shape. Saturdays I went downtown to buy wool; Irene had faith in my good taste, was pleased with the colors and never a had to be returned. I took advantage of these trips to make the rounds of the bookstores, uselessly asking if they had anything new in French literature. Nothing worthwhile had arrived in Argentina since 1939. But it’s the house I want to talk about, the house and Irene, I’m not very important. I wonder what Irene would have done without her knitting. One can reread a book, but once a pullover is finished you can’t do it over again, it’s some kind of disgrace. One day I found that the drawer at the bottom of the chiffonier, replete with mothballs, was filled with shawls, white, green, lilac. Stacked amid a great smell of camphor —it was like a shop; I didn’t have the nerve to ask her what she planned to do with them. We didn’t have to earn our living, there was plenty coming in from the farms each month, even piling up. But Irene was only interested in the knitting and showed a wonderful dexterity, and for me the hours slipped away watching her, her hands like silver sea urchins, needles flashing, and one or two knitting baskets on the floor, the balls of yarn jumping about.It was lovely
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