It turns out that if you live long enough, you really do turn into your parents.
I spent decades in full flight from certain practices that prevailed in my childhood homes. Never would I impale avocado pits on toothpicks and suspend them in a glass of water by the sink in the hopes that they’d germinate, as my mother did.
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