It seems that every morning (or every night if I am really organized) I chuck an apple in my work bag for an at-the-office snack. Problem is my nutritional virtue doesn't follow me all the way to the big building I hang out in all day. Instead I run downstairs for a coffee or a chocolate bar or something equally bad.I now have about 12 apples lined up on my desk, all in varying states of decay.
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