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Mоst trаditiоnаl bоokstores opened for one purpose to sell books. However, present-dаy owners know that readers want more than to drop in, find a book, buy it, and leave. Today's patrons want to browse, to wander among the various shelves and tables, and to sample the wares. And they want more than books. Therefore, large bookstores across the United States now cater to the many desires of their diverse clientele. Of course these bookstores do stock books. As customers enter, they find tables and shelves of the latest fiction and nonfiction. Small islands offer a large variety of classic and not-so-classic book "bargains." As browsers roam the store, they find sections on history, business, science, sports, foreign language, computers, and much, much more. They pass collections of classic literature in English and in Russian, Italian, Hebrew, Swahili. Parents find impressive collections of children's books. In brief, "new" bookstores stock books to satisfy the various tastes of almost anyone who comes to browse. But browsers want more than books. Therefore, these stores stock a large variety of newspapers and magazines. These periodicals reflect the variety of interests of our diverse population. The newspapers carry news from cities across the United States and from capitals in Europe, South America, and Africa. In addition to news and culture, the racks feature magazines about cars, animals, fitness, foods, even dolls. Browsers want to pull books and magazines off the shelves and read them right there and then. To facilitate reading, these bookstores provide creature comforts. Excellent lighting, for example, allows patrons to read anywhere in the store. Wide aisles with easy chairs let the patron relax and read or even snooze. Tables and chairs give the student writing a research paper a solid writing surface and room to spread books, magazines, and newspapers. No pushy salesperson bothers any patron. Rather, courteous, well-informed store clerks stationed at a central "resource island" eagerly answer questions. Also, by using their computers, they can tell a customer whether the store has a copy of a particular book or whether that book is still available. Upon request they can and will order any book. Finally, hungry, thirsty, or exhausted book lovers or patrons who meet friends or new acquaintances as they browse can relax and enjoy the small café that serves a variety of cakes or bagels or sweet rolls and several kinds of coffee, tea, and soft drinks. The cafe tables allow clientele to eat quietly or to eat and read or to eat and chat. Conversations in the café might be in English about soccer or Paris or anything else, but they might instead be in Spanish, French, Japanese, or one of numerous other foreign tongues. It is likely that part of any conversation will include praise for the nontraditional bookstore for serving the myriad wants and even fancies of the diverse public who come to browse and, perhaps, to buy. The authors primary purpose is to
As dоg breeds gо, the Pоmerаniаn is а miniature spitz, bred down over the centuries into lap-size versions of sled dogs. Among the small toy dogs, then, the Pomeranian is doggier than most because they retain some traits of the working dog breed that is their genetic origin. Like most dog owners, I have firsthand familiarity with genetic variations and qualities within a breed, because I have two Pomeranians, both females, both miniature sled dogs. But it is there where the similarity ends. Our first Pomeranian, Annika, is a red or sable colored little dog who looks exactly like a fox with a big bushy tail that curves up, spitz-like, above her back. However, this tail doesn't seem to work because she only wags it on the rare occasions when she is asking to go for a ride in the car. The other little dog, Maya, is white and looks like a baby harp seal. Mayas tail, unlike Annikas, works overtime; all you have to do is look at her and she wags it like a parade watcher waving a flag. Both dogs look like they could pull a miniature sleigh, but only one of the two really has the personality traits for working in a dog pack. Maya would have been an excellent sled dog because she is truly a pack animal. When we go for walks, she only wants to go because the pack is leaving, and while we walk, she never strays from my side, since I am clearly the pack leader. When I try to take a different route than usual, Maya plops down in the middle of the sidewalk and refuses to vary our itinerary. Whenever there are varmints like possums or armadillos in the yard, Maya takes no notice. If she barks at all, it is only because the other dogs are raising a ruckus. She neither sees nor cares that there is game afoot. Annika is not a pack dog. She seems to have been bred to do terrier-like work, ferreting out small creatures from gardens and fields. Annika has no interest in the packs whereabouts. In an army, she would have served as point, the solo seeker who goes out ahead to find the enemy. She does not care if the other pack members follow her or not; the trail of the prey is more dominant in her instincts. At night when the armadillo that lives under the deck comes out, Annika senses its presence and whines to go out on the porch and pace back and forth while the armored beast snorts in the dirt beneath her. Maya will go out and bark only if the other dogs do so; whenever she joins in, she never gives any sign that she knows what they are all barking about. Both dogs are Pomeranians, but with genetic differences. Geneticists must wonder if human life could be improved if people bred for successful personality traits&as dog breeders do. The tone of this passage is best described as
As dоg breeds gо, the Pоmerаniаn is а miniature spitz, bred down over the centuries into lap-size versions of sled dogs. Among the small toy dogs, then, the Pomeranian is doggier than most because they retain some traits of the working dog breed that is their genetic origin. Like most dog owners, I have firsthand familiarity with genetic variations and qualities within a breed, because I have two Pomeranians, both females, both miniature sled dogs. But it is there where the similarity ends. Our first Pomeranian, Annika, is a red or sable colored little dog who looks exactly like a fox with a big bushy tail that curves up, spitz-like, above her back. However, this tail doesn't seem to work because she only wags it on the rare occasions when she is asking to go for a ride in the car. The other little dog, Maya, is white and looks like a baby harp seal. Mayas tail, unlike Annikas, works overtime; all you have to do is look at her and she wags it like a parade watcher waving a flag. Both dogs look like they could pull a miniature sleigh, but only one of the two really has the personality traits for working in a dog pack. Maya would have been an excellent sled dog because she is truly a pack animal. When we go for walks, she only wants to go because the pack is leaving, and while we walk, she never strays from my side, since I am clearly the pack leader. When I try to take a different route than usual, Maya plops down in the middle of the sidewalk and refuses to vary our itinerary. Whenever there are varmints like possums or armadillos in the yard, Maya takes no notice. If she barks at all, it is only because the other dogs are raising a ruckus. She neither sees nor cares that there is game afoot. Annika is not a pack dog. She seems to have been bred to do terrier-like work, ferreting out small creatures from gardens and fields. Annika has no interest in the packs whereabouts. In an army, she would have served as point, the solo seeker who goes out ahead to find the enemy. She does not care if the other pack members follow her or not; the trail of the prey is more dominant in her instincts. At night when the armadillo that lives under the deck comes out, Annika senses its presence and whines to go out on the porch and pace back and forth while the armored beast snorts in the dirt beneath her. Maya will go out and bark only if the other dogs do so; whenever she joins in, she never gives any sign that she knows what they are all barking about. Both dogs are Pomeranians, but with genetic differences. Geneticists must wonder if human life could be improved if people bred for successful personality traits as dog breeders do. According to the passage, the owner of the dogs