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breastfeeding she wears pull-up diapers on the changing table, reading to drink

distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers

5 days ago

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SSD-1B

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[photo by Evelyn Hofer] breastfeeding: the nurse she waits for the baby comfortably in pull-up diapers on the changing table, ready to drink
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