The developer’s banner on the empty plot next door says “Con City” — laughed a little, then checked my jolokias. The soil under them still breathes, but the workmen’s lorries have been backing up fumes all week. My daughter asks why we can’t just move, and I point to the dahlia tuber I saved from my mother’s garden — you don’t replant a root that’s already holding the earth.
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