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Her mother was silent for a beat. “Why? That’s for lazy Sunday mornings. It has jaggery. You’ll say it’s sugar.”
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The spirulina smoothies, the gluten-free crackers, the sad, steamed broccoli florets arranged like a funeral pyre for her taste buds. For ten years, she had been a diligent soldier in the war against her own body. She had a drawer full of food journals, a browser history cluttered with “quick fixes,” and a scale that had become her cruelest morning ritual. Her mother was silent for a beat