“I know my breasts, small as plums, would win no blue ribbons.
But in your hands they tremble and fill with song like plump, white birds.”
~ Cecilia Llompart ~
Digitally enhanced and colourised image created from an analog black and white photo taken in November 1981.
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“There are many good inventions on earth, some useful, some pleasing: for their sake, the earth is to be loved. And there is such a variety of well-invented things that the earth is like the breasts of a woman: useful as well as pleasing.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche