Margie Polkinghorn
Joined June 2023
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supermarket
One day, my father bought a lot of fruit from the supermarket. I couldn't wait to run over and found a strange fruit. Its body is covered with thorns, like a hedgehog, a careful smell is still a little smelly. I asked my father: "Hey, dad, how did you buy a rotten fruit?" Dad smiled and said nothing. When I looked at the label, it was called durian.
By Margie Polkinghornabout a year ago in Blush