magnetic fruits on my fridge door.
my story is about magnetic fruits. i used to wonder if my mom was fine upstairs. why would anyone place delicious, fake fruits on the fridge door? that is the question that i asked myself now and then. she would not answer me when I put the question to her (asked her). it was not only at home. i still want to munch them. it is a pity that my little niece, bokamoso is the one who is constantly whining about them he comes home every now and then accompanied by his parents and just want to devour them. this is the end.
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