If only Bra Heaven were a real place, and I don’t mean in the celestial or holy sense, but a real place. Like, in Nebraska, or Florida, or wherever it may be. We can vote over what would be the best location (I’d make a pilgrimage regardless) but one thing we should all be certain of is one rule to gain entry into Bra Heaven is you leave you bra behind and walk back to town, on foot, top off, tits swinging!