Apple Kid

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One of my favorite fruits that definitely ranks number one is the apple.

Mom told me she craved it while conceiving of me but during those times my father couldn’t buy some for her, because the President monopolized its supply.

 

“Apples aren’t for the poor.”

 

It was Martial Law then.

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