I don’t like locker rooms. Partly because my skin bruises like over-ripe fruit, and my subconscious apparently has masochistic designs- I’m forever covered in scrapes and markings from various unfortunate encounters with my furniture and the world at large. I hate undressing laden with the firm conviction that strangers will assume I’m regularly
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