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Through the terraced mountainsides, she walked. The sun had not yet hit its zenith and 12 miles were already behind her. All the trees were rich with fruit….. The Tamarillo (tree tomato) looked ready for picking. The sun shone down upon their rich redness. She reached out, plucking a Tamarillo off the nearest of the trees. Smiling, she continued on with her travels.
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