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At the eighth month, she was unstoppable, and the major part of her diet was based on tube feeding.

I was in love. I liked how lazy she was, how she surrendered to everything I oferred her: "Do you want another doughnut?" I asked when

she was finishing the third 24 doughnut box of the day. "Aha... And put... put some ice cream for... for me..."

She had some breathing problems, which I usually "solved" by feeding her mint ice cream. "It has mint, It'll help you to breathe better"

I usually told her. She ate tubs and tubs of ice cream, believing my lies.