To be able to walk around New York City all careless and fancy free like that, breasts unfettered, the cool breeze rushing across your chest…it all seemed so the, yet unattainable.
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Topless would never have the gall to do that, I thought. And then I was like, well, why the hell not? In the name of being the change I want to see as well as anecdotal sociologyI decided to swallow my fears and hang out topless in Central Park Sunday afternoon.
I figured I should start out with the relatively normal activity of topless sunbathing and work my way up to more brazen endeavors.
I captured fucked comics my book. I chatted with Jennifer. Park was even looking at me!
At one point I thought a guy was giving me the thumbs up, but it turned out it was directed at a baby.
Oops short topless at the park
The sun and air felt nice on my skin. Next, it was time to get up and walk around. I instinctively clutched my book to my chest at first, but I stopped myself.