Voices
I spent the better part of an hour last week looking at pictures of babies and breasts. A baby's head, feeding at his mother's exposed chest. A baby and an older kid, one on each boob. Classical paintings of Madonna and child, complete with naked breast. It was an in-your-face parade of mammary art. Or, rather, in-your-Facebook. (Full article: 729 words)
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