Today we were talking about cancer and the importance of self-breast exams. My professor passed around a fake breast. It was made of plastic or rubber or latex or something. She wanted us to feel it. She wanted us to find one of two lumps. Everybody got a turn. I got mine too.
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In my next class I told Angel about my fake breast experience. She laughed. I joked to her and said yeah I wanted to put it in my pocket. "Yeah," Angel said, "'cause it won't talk back!"
Hmm, I wasn't even aware breasts talked...
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