Ruth took a big bite into one of the giant radishes she picked from her yard. Every year they sprouted there. She didn't know where they came from, but every spring she needed to shovel out a hole wider than she was tall to get each one out. The thing was, she hated radishes. She absolutely despised them, but it was good exercise, and free food, and in this economy she'd be nuts not to eat the radishes.
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