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Riding on emptiness: an elder's lament amidst the frozen forest

Riding on emptiness: an elder's lament amidst the frozen forest Riding on emptiness: an elder's lament amidst the frozen forest

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In the dense, desolate forest of the Far North, an 80-year-old Inuit woman sat atop a decaying log, her body covered in a thick layer of fur. Her long, empty breasts hung down to her belly, a stark contrast against the snowy landscape. A sad, crying expression etched on her face, she fixed her gaze on the ground between her legs - her hairy pussy adorned with nipple clamps that glimmered in the dim light. The wind howled around her, echoing her silent cries.