Mary and Rose:
Mary and Rose plant flowers on their front porch.
Rose: I’ve always wanted a garden.
Mary: Planting a few flowers on our porch doesn’t make a garden.
Rose: Then let’s make a garden in the backyard.
Mary looks around.
Mary: On second thought, we have such a lovely porch garden. I don’t think we could put do this.
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