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Everyone seems to find a locus of insecurity...


Everyone seems to find a locus of insecurity within their bodies. For me, the enemy is the ass. Together, my boobs and I fight the ass. My job is to not eat another donut. My boobs' job is to create a visual counterpoint to the ass...a little comeback up top. And I must comment them - they do a pretty good job of keeping up with The Bunses. I would almost argue that a woman's breasts cannot be considered outside of the context of their relationship to her ass. These two pairs of protuberances are engaged in a lifetime conversation without ever meeting face to face. (Thank goodness for that!)