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I used to beg my mom to cut my apple in half across the equator, just to see the star shape the seeds make. You’d never know cutting it from top to bottom. It’s like a secret, a celestial apple.
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I used to beg my mom to cut my apple in half across the equator, just to see the star shape the seeds make. You’d never know cutting it from top to bottom. It’s like a secret, a celestial apple.