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Minimum wage The olive trees in the landscape near the village, Have working-class trunks and no illusion Of becoming middle-class trees. They refuse to grow in a plant- nursery and be tampered with by botanists. They do not envy tall palm trees. Good luck to those who see the world through an elevated height. Good soil and water the plebian olive tree wants it has deep roots and will not fall in a storm.

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