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For eighty years, Pip meticulously pulled stubborn sprouts from the stone. But Pip had a secret "malfunction." Instead of incinerating the weeds, he moved them. In a forgotten corner of the lower docks, beneath a leaking steam pipe, Pip had built a sanctuary.

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He didn't just plant weeds; he arranged them. Dandelions were positioned to catch the afternoon light, and moss was groomed into velvet carpets. One day, a high-ranking Engineer found the garden while chasing a loose gear. Pip froze, his internal pistons clicking in fear. For eighty years, Pip meticulously pulled stubborn sprouts