Of the six succulents sitting on my windowsill, five are real and one is not. Let’s call this, Which Ones Do I Water? Seriously, I’ve forgotten which one isn’t going to die without proper hydration. So much for my gardening skills, right?
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When it comes to stewed prunes, are three enough or are four too many?
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