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On one hot summer day I walked down Swanston Street and saw a group of corn plants on the other side of the road. Is that really corn? I wondered. I turned around to see it clearly. They were indeed corn.

Would the corn taste sweet? I don’t know. Next to the corn, there were zucchinis, chilies, strawberries, mint, dill, and peas. What does growing plants on the street mean? Is the pedestrian allowed to pick some of the plants, bring them home, and cook something with them? They are not fenced in, after all. And they are so flourishing, visible, and somehow offer a sense of hospitality.