LOL! Weed trouble varies. Here’s a true story: In 1996, I went from my home in Florida to Port Orchard, Washington, to be a bone marrow donor for my brother. My sister-in-law had a garden, and she complained about her weeds. I was amused – I saw a weed there, a little weed over there, another little weed over here . . . When I got home to Florida after a six-month absence, my own garden was overwhelmed with weeds. I mean, it was wall-to-wall weeds. And some of them were 7 feet tall! So these weeds in the game don’t bother me that much. 
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