Lizzy was excited; this would be fun and different. She looked out at the vast landscape of buildings. It didn’t look very pretty. The land was 昀氀at. The grass, where there was some, was mostly brown and burned out. The trees weren’t blooming; most of the leaves were on the ground. “Dad, this place isn’t pretty, and I don’t see any silos from here.” “That’s because we have to get closer to really see them. They’re hard to spot until you know what you’re looking for.” Dad drove his car up to a building. He and Lizzy watched the people talking and walking. 11

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