We Must Defend the Bust
Briefly

The targets of his fixation have demurred in the face of changing tastes. The new millennium's Everyman no longer sniffs for cleavage like a truffle pig on the hunt.
Breasts and butts have long been relegated to the stuff of underclass juvenilia, with fashion and ballet having little use for such protuberances.
Read at The New Yorker
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