Naked women, In the middle of the road, just before the church gate, stood an old, heavy, three-furrow horse-drawn plow. Thick, linen ropes were tied to its handle. "To the plow!" Antoni called, pointing to the youngest girls, whose white skin stood out starkly against the gray of the day. Women mature fatty or fluffy or plus size naked, all body size, all breast cup or saggy below navel. The girls, shaking with emotion, gripped the ropes. Their breasts heaved with rapid breathing as the loop of rope rested against their shoulders. Behind them, the older women lined up, placing their hands on the backs of their predecessors, creating a living, pulsating chain of bodies. The women pulled the plow.
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