Once upon a time, there was a large big cactus with the name Kak-Tus. It was a gentle cactus with long needles. One day he was standing in the desert, of all places , and was thinking to himself: "What am I doing here? Maybe I should go and seek riches and other wonderful things in distant lands not native to me?". The answer to the last question was simple and very eloquent: "No." The reason was that his roots were stuck in a sand and he could not move. The naked truth killed him instantly. However, the millisecond before he died, he had last thought: "I love Swedish culture". This was the greatest thing any plant had ever thought.
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