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I grew up in a house built by my parents that was a classic mid-century modern. It was in a hilly, very wooded area, and we had several trees piercing our deck, so this seems normal to me. There was a stream (with a lot of poison oak around); and bay laurel trees--mom used to send me to pick leaves off those trees to season dinner.
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