Almost 60 years ago, in a Chicago Burb, two of our neighbors got in a feud over one guys plums, falling in the other guy’ s lawn. It escalated over weeks, into one guy taking a ladder and saw, started to cut the limbs off at the property line and throwing them on to the plum trees’ owners property, it got so bad the police had to come, the police told the Plum guy, he had to clean the other guys lawn if his plums fell on it, and the other guy had to let the Plum guy into his back yard, to trim the plum branches back and pick up any stray plums. It sounds a bit stupid, but it seemed to work, as just like major border conflicts all over the world, once reason takes control over emotion, or, once plums become much less of an issue, and the lawn guy finally admitted, i did like having an occasional plum, they are very tasty and sweet, the old neighborhood was calm and quiet once more.
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