That metaphor (breasts as fruit) transcends language though. Whatever you call fruits you’ll end up calling breasts. Here’s the song of Solomon which was semetic.
I said, ‘I will go up to the palm tree; I will take hold of the boughs thereof.’ Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples.
lordbritishbusiness@lemmy.world 3 weeks ago
Thanks for surfacing this one, it’s always fun to get the older perspective and realising they’re very human.