Chapter 3: I love it

The fridge, that beautiful object that keeps food going for a long time and therefore allows me to keep what I can’t eat anymore to do afterwards. I couldn’t tell you since when I have it, I mean I’ve always had it like everyone or at least most of us. About how much do I use it and how do I use it? I think everyone knows, I always use it every minute clearly to keep the food but it has a rather particular use that I am very much struck by, I mean you have noticed that also to its function of keeping food is also like a diary of life or adventures and almost a reminder it’s weird isn’t it. Just think about it look at the fridge don’t open it just see it, don’t you have any magnets from places you visited? or did someone who remembered you somewhere else and brought you a souvenir for your fridge?, I honestly think this device is magical to the stomach and the eye, I think that’s why I like it so much. Without him I don’t know what I’d do I’d have to throw food away because I couldn’t keep it and it would always decay.