More Roses and Thorns From My Bare-chested Walks (Breasts 1, Witnesses 0)

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Bennington, Vermont.  Summer 2015.  Whoops!  Looks like someone forgot her shirt this morning! Bennington, Vermont. Summer 2015. Whoops! Looks like someone forgot her shirt this morning!

Rose: I was window shopping in downtown Bennington, Vermont, in August 2015 when several older women walked out of a store.  One of the women startled and let out a very spontaneous and unintentional, “Whhoooppps!”  Like, it looks like somebody forgot her shirt this morning!  I tried to hold my composure but it cracked me up.  She laughed too.  Later, another woman all but high-fived me and said, “Nice!  Rocking out with your tits out!  I love it!”  I don’t like the word “tits” (not offended, it’s just reductive) but I do appreciate that her immediate, natural reaction was to celebrate my bare-chestedness.  But the real rose from my walk around Bennington came with my fiance walking a few steps in front of me.  He went around the corner of a building first, where he encountered two…

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