How You Might’ve Found Johnny America #32: March, 2006
- Before we knew Susan’s name was Susan, we dubbed her Belly Girl. Her walk wasn’t particularly serene, nor her face striking, but her tiny paunch must’ve tapered at the Golden Ratio, like a conch shell, because her belly was hypnotic. Her belly exploded beautiful all over her body like a shotgun blast. We like to think the person searching for “experimental belly girls” has seen Susan, that they called her Belly Girl before hearing her name, if they’ve learned it at all, and wondered whether there were other girls like her, perhaps with bio-mechanical augmentations to their belly that make them even more entrancing. It’s hard to imagine.
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