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A home is a dwelling-place used as a permanent or semi-permanent residence for an individual, family, household or several families in a tribe. It is often a house, apartment, or other building, or alternatively a mobile home, houseboat, yurt or any other portable shelter. Homes typically provide areas and facilities for sleeping, preparing food, eating and hygiene. Larger groups may live in a nursing home, children's home, convent or any similar institution. A homestead also includes agricultural land and facilities for domesticated animals. Where more secure dwellings are not available, people may live in the informal and sometimes illegal shacks found in slums and shanty towns. More generally, "home" may be considered to be a geographic area, such as a town, village, suburb, city, or country.
Transitory accommodation in a treatment facility for a few weeks is not normally considered permanent enough to replace a more stable location as 'home'. In 2005, 100 million people worldwide were estimated to be homeless.
Bang or bangs may refer to:
BANG the original Capitol Records group performing Come With Me at Christiana1
BANG the original Capitol Records group performing Come With Me at Christiana1
BANG the original Capitol Records group performing Frankie's Blues at Christiana1
First 30 minutes of the show. "BANG is back and stronger than ever. Still fronted by Frank and Frankie, with additions Matt Calvarese on drums and Courtney Paternoster on backing vocals / percusson, The time is perfect for the band's official resurrection as contemporary hard rock / heavy metal fans seem to be searching for a way to get back to the roots of the heavy sounds they crave. Searching for melody, soul and song craft that seems to be missing from much of today's hard rock artists"
Only known film of original band
BANG the original Capitol Records group performing Come With Me at Christiana1
White sand, majestic, sparkling snow
Clean rivers, unspoiled, free to flow
He gave, these treasures, for our home
Uncaring, destruction, we have shown
Our gift, we've wasted it yeah
We've thrown away, yeah
This was to be our home
This was to be our home
Starving victims, fleeing blindly
Fighting death's, clutching hand
Tin foiled hot dogs, by the thousands
Rotting sweetly, on the land
Unread leaflets bless your doorstep
Reeking rivers filled with foam
Sulfur clouds, gag each new day
My god this was to be our home
This was to be our home