As Clara tried on a Viva side-support bra that made her feel like a superhero in disguise, Martha ticked off the map of the Freya kingdom.

Clara stepped out, shoulders back, silhouette transformed. The bra fit like a second skin, or perhaps a first-class upgrade.

She led Clara to a velvet-curtained stall and began pulling boxes. "You have options, you see. If you want the full experience—the fitting, the gossip, the perfect lace match—you come to boutiques like mine. We’re the keepers of the gate." She held up a Starlight balconette in a deep emerald. "But if you’re a woman who knows her measurements like her own social security number, the digital world is your oyster."

Martha smiled, a glint of retail expertise in her eye. "Freya doesn't just understand gravity, dear. They negotiate with it."

"There’s the , of course," Martha said through the curtain. "The source. Then you have the giants— Amazon for the impatient, Nordstrom for those who want a side of luxury. But don't forget the specialists: Bare Necessities and Bravissimo . They treat a 32G with the respect it deserves."

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