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Shortly after moving into our new house, I had a wonderful dream. My yard was a lush oasis amidst the urban blight, a thing of beauty, a source of envy. Neighbors begged to sniff my perfect roses and roll around on my putting-green lawn. When I awoke, reality seemed harsher than usual. In the front yard, the landscape was still lunar---all rocks and dirt. In the backyard, the weeds were thick enough to hide a secret CIA airbase.
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