Joe paced back and forth in his sister’s kitchen one Sunday before dinner. His sister, Carol, recognized the worried look on his face and called him over to where she stood next to the sink. “Hey, Joe, can you hold on to this for me?” She handed him a can of vegetable scraps. Joe took
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