Babi’s sugar intake had taken on such preposterous proportions, her body was now for 97 percent indistinguishable from a jellybean, both in form and in genetic composition.
It had come so far that when she walked through the favelas, random kids would run up to her and give her a lick, as part of a naive yet somehow bizarrely sexual rite of passage.
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300 stories 
this is fantastic!!
Thought-provoking and sad…
Shade of Garcia-Marquez. Magical.
Wow, thanks for the compliment. I wasn’t thinking Garcia-Marquez at all when I wrote this, but now you mention it, I can see what you mean. Not that this piece is even close enough in quality to anything Garcia-Marquez wrote of course.
Bittersweet tale.
Wonderful story. Loved the metaphoric implications.
Great read!
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Wonderful tale, I loved the metaphoric way of telling a story 🙂
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