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Sometimes I pause in wonder, and many, many things give me pause.  One imaginary trip I take is with a piece of food – my favorite is a fruit like an orange or a banana.  I just hold it and look at it, and I wonder who many hands have held or transported it, and how many times, beginning with the moment it was picked – by hand or by machine.  Just at my own end, I picked it up in the grocery store, put it in the basket, took it out of the basket and put it on the cash register conveyor.  The clerk picked it up, scanned weighed or priced it and put it at the other end of the counter where the bagger picked it up, put it in the bag and put the bag in the cart.  Then I put the bag into my truck.  Then I took it out of my truck and into my house, where my aunt took it out of the bag and put it on the counter.  Then I picked it up again, put it in my lunch and put that back in the truck – and I took it out again, brought it to lunch, put it down, and finally ate it.  Imagine what all happened to that orange or banana BEFORE I met it!

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