Kaitlyn Katsaros brushed the last speck of soil from her gloves and stepped back to admire the rows of lettuce, tomatoes, and basil that stretched like a green tapestry across the community garden. The early morning sun painted the seedlings in gold, and the faint scent of earth rose from the beds—an aroma Kaitlyn could smell from the moment she woke up.
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Her experience underscores a simple truth: Kaitlyn Katsaros brushed the last speck of soil