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Appletown
Once upon a time, in a far away land, there lived a silly girl who lived on apples and nothing else......
Apelly wished upon the stars every night, that the apples on her magic coconut trees
(that rained apples, not coconuts, upon her every morning) would never run dry... ...
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Now, you may be wondering where this far away land is on the atlas today, but alas, the geographers have not been able to put it down on their maps, for this girl had a sense of direction so poor that, she hadn't dared venture out of her little town, for fear of never returning to her dear apples - and so naturally, her hometown remains a vague point somewhere far, far away...
But by some miracle, her story remained, perhaps passed down by the apple spirits (whom she lovingly called "Apprits") who had so tenderly showered her with inexhaustible apple juice, even though she had done nothing constructive in her life except praying, but which to the Apprits, was wonderful enough a credit.
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Hallo! Welcome to the Land of Apples.
(Help yourself to this big fat one. Chew it slowly, it won't disappear.)
To kind and curious surfers out there, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but no, you can't pluck apples from my site...
But, you might stumble upon something to laugh or wonder at while chewing an apple in your rocking chair, if you'll be a bit patient with your humble apple maniac, who's slow at everything else except munching apples...
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