.Pistos

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In the middle of a bustling city, just a few blocks from my hotel, you suddenly run across farmland. The owner, Sari, grows plants. I met her one day as I walked back to my hotel. She signaled "walking" and "thumbs up," so I stopped to chat. While she invited me to come by for coffee anytime, I decided it would not be productive when she asked me my name and where I was from twice in a row. I got the impression she just had some English phrases memorized. Still, she grows some beautiful plants.