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It was a hot summer day as Isabella watched the gardener moving around the landscape trimming bushes, pulling weeds and whatever else it is that gardeners did; she didn’t really know…or care much. Isabella simply knew he was wasting her valuable time, time she could be using for important things like sunbathing and relaxing in HER back yard. She put her samosa down and sighed frustratedly as she stormed outside to tell hi...