The swimmer’s breast
There was a big prize and a golden medal for who was able to swim across a large sea range. A woman was noted over the others; for the big breast she displayed!
Everybody was looking at her breast as something desirable, fresh and clean by the sea. Everybody would like to touch those breasts; they looked like asking it. The head of the committee, with the medal in his hand, put the medal around her neck and, unable to refrain from it, he mimed the shape of the breast in the air. The swimmer, made hard and masculine by the triumph, gave a tremendous slap to the president’s face and his hat felt in the water, floating like a buoy.
Ramón Gómez de la Serna
Text from: Ramón Gómez de la Serna, Senos