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Is it okay to stare at nearly naked people?

Or should I make every effort to avert my eyes?

I mean really, don’t they dress that way on purpose? I’m talking about people – okay, it’s mostly women – who wear clothing that leaves their ta-tas and their hoo-haas hanging out for the world to see.

So, the thing is, this woman came in to the store yesterday and her shirt was super low-cut.

This was not a tiny woman.

And the shirt was just a wee bit tight, so there was that. You know, boob muffin top.

One boob was just way – way – exposed and the other was apparently hanging on to her shirt by the nipple for dear life – I mean we’re way close to indecent exposure here.

And both of those breasteses were tattooed.

Tattooed.

That’s not something you do on accident. These are not accidentally tattooed and exposed boobs we’re talking about.

And I’m trying not to stare.

Cause that’s rude. And kinda icky.

So hard I’m trying.

But it’s WEIRD! It’s like they’re everywhere. The boobs are everywhere!

And I’m afraid my eyes are going to lock on and I’ll get boob hypnotized and I’ll fall in or something.

Look away, Michelle! Look away!

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I got through it. I looked away.

Mostly.

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But I’ve got a little post-traumatic shock.

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And I really want to know –

If someone leaves the house with their bits and pieces hanging out, aren’t they basically saying, “Hey everybody – look what I got!”

Maybe it was more rude of me to look away. Hmm…

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