I have my grandma hollered at me as I stepped over the doorsill just now. Telling me that mom has prepared fruit platters for me in the fridge. This is one of them. I understand they are edible, this time is my second time trying on them (their countless time). It virtually altered my judgment towards it, my mom doesnt need to woo me. Even so, I wont opt for it as my fave dessert.
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