I am not sure whether I would like life if I was a cactus. Even though you'd be prickly people would prod at you, kick and hate you. On top of that you'd be obsessed with food and storing it in case of drought or famine. It would be very disconcerting not to be able to break bread with friends. One long day would run into another, always in the baking sun. No chat about the weather, what would be the point, it is the same - hot!
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