i skinned and diced the months old apples from the fridge to save them from rotten damnation.
as i’ve thought, only a small fraction of each fruit seems spoiled. some have become soft and brown outside but most of them are still firm and crunchy inside.
i think i was able to save more or less 20 apples of different colors and sizes. i lost count when i drowned myself with the music of the indie band war paint as i swim in a sea of random thoughts.
on a medium sized plastic container, i gathered the salvaged apples and bathe them with thick condensed milk.