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Silk Stockings, the Schutzstaffel, and the Sovereign Self — 0xBobatea

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Yes, I’m a leg man. I confess.

Bettie Page Yes, I’m a leg man. I confess. Female legs are a sexual eccentricity. Identical to male legs, they elude the scrutiny of the erudite scholar who tries to pin down their appeal. Amazingly, throughout much of history, from the Byzantine Empire under the Justinian dynasty to Chiang Kai-shek’s Old Shanghai, women’s legs were subject to the same cultural taboos surrounding more globular body parts, tucked behind petticoats and under long dresses until they became objects of fantasy and desire. The fascination with legs peaked in the Victorian era. In his A Diary in America , Captain Mar

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