Between class reunion events, Corinna managed to entrap me into a pear harvesting expedition. She'd talked to the business this tree was in front of and they were okay with her picking pears as long as she didn't bring ladders and stuff.
I'm not sure how safe it all was anyway, but we ended up with a load of pears that affected the way my car handled. Hundreds of pounds of the fruit, much of which has now been cooked down to the pear equivalent of apple butter.
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