A: What happened to that tree?
B: The dead one with the broken branches? I don’t know.
A: I’ll give you three guesses.
B: Well, I’d say disease. Or sadness. An inability to thrive.
A: You’re wrong on all counts.
B: Tell me the answer.
A: That tree was once all alone in a field, and then a forest grew around it.
B: Should I have known that? I should have known that.
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