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Published: September 11th 2006
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“Never?”
“Uh-uh.”
“Not once?”
“Nope.”
“Okay. So, how about today?”
I smiled.
Where I come from nudity is taboo. It’s labeled as counter-culture; a flower child, a hippie, a youth in the midst of rebellious acts, often a European. Those who dare are easily looked down upon, and just as easily, they’re not. But in all manners, public nudity is universally constrained to a few designated, well fenced-off and signposted locales.
She smiled friskily, sensing my ploy. “That’s right. Not many nude beaches in America.”
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Christi
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Really?!
LOL - I can't believe it! You pack so light, I had always just assumed there was no swimsuit in there!! Goes to show what I know! It sounds so lovely - I wish I could join you! Blessed be.