Maybe you just moved to New York. You used to live somewhere else, somewhere down south maybe, where it’s warm a lot but people are more conservative than in New York, and consequently they wear clothing all the time. Like, ALL the time. Lying on the beach some people wear more there than you see people wearing to ride the subway here! But still, there are lines you thought couldn’t be crossed even in New York. You’d never seen a woman out in Central Park with nothing on above the waist, so why in the world would you think that was permitted?
But it is. And when you find that out, you just have to try it for yourself.
Gone is the city of steel and concrete and people talking into Bluetooth headsets as they careen around the sidewalks in business suits. Everything around you is green and alive and peaceful. A bird flies from branch to branch above your head. You’re very nearly as naked as she is. This is too good.
So you write to firstname.lastname@example.org. You join our group. And you get to do it all summer long.