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A few months ago, I planted an old sweet potato. I’d bought a couple with the intention of roasting them all, but I didn’t need that many. So I saved one. And then I kept saving it. And eventually, that little tuber sprouted—thin shoots, tender leaves—until it was undeniably alive. At that point, I couldn’t throw it away. I also couldn’t eat it. There was only one reasonable option left: stick it in a pot and see what happens. I had nothing to lose. It was either that or a sl