The banana looks harmless. Ordinary. Forgettable. But inside that soft yellow skin is a quiet force reshaping your body in ways you barely notice—until you suddenly do. Your heartbeat. Your muscles. Your moods. Your cravings. All gently nudged, day after day, by this unassuming fruit. And if you’re not careful, that same power can tip into someth… Continues…
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