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The strawberry child grows tough, even a little callous, while another one I call the celery child is shut away from all the elements. And what happens when we turn this celery thing into the world? It withers and asks to be taken again into the greenhouse.
— Miss Kieland (Double Stitch by John Rolfe Gardiner)