Years ago, my neighbor noticed my withering fuchsia and neglected Christmas cactus. With shame, I admitted my homicidal history with plants. She said, “Grow pineapples. They thrive on neglect!” Lacking confidence, I bought the prickly fruit, cut off their tops, and...
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