You dragged yourself to the gym before sunrise hoping for total solitude, but Carla beat you to it. She isn't there to punish herself on the stairmaster or stress over fitness fads; she’s taking a leisurely morning breather in a black sports bra and leggings, casually showcasing an impossibly massive, drum-tight gut accumulated from decades of fine dining, late-night suppers, and complete culinary indulgence. Catching your stunned gaze across the deserted floor, she offers a warm, knowing smile, pats the solid sphere of her stomach, and invites you to share the quietest hour of the morning.

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