Since I refuse to live the prison I call home as part of my social experiment in being a hermit who doesn’t like to freeze his tiny low testosterone balls off….I couldn’t tell you if women of the world bother wearing bras in public, not that I would know if I left the house, since we live behind an ice wall that forces women to wear jackets that get in the way of me staring at their tits. It should be criminal.

I will say that back when there wasn’t snow and women were walking the streets with their tits out for attention, there were very few bras being worn, unless they were sports bras that were worn as outerwear on their way to their yoga classes….which would technically mean they were braless under their shirt even if their shirt was a bra….semantics…or paradox…I am a elementary school drop out…the fact I am even writing this is impressive.

So this is a celebration of those visible nipples, those actually hanging shirts, the puffy nipples just hanging out for all the strangers to see because as much as we’re perverts, those nipple owners are also perverts giving our perversion some content to jerk off to.

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Feminists are hardly feminists anymore, except maybe the uglies who are just miserable in life and like to whine about it being due to owning a pussy….

Feminists, at least the hot ones just angle feminism to validate their nudity, their burned bras that led to bralessness, and that’s the kind of feminism to like, since you can jack off to it.

Here are some braless girls, probably not militant feminists, but probably feminists for the sake of validating their nudes.

Works for me.

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