A story I think I have posted before.
I wanted to streak across a railway footbridge (foolish I know), but it was dark and I could see the entrance to the other side.
So I stripped totally naked (no shoes or socks) and ran across the bridge (6 tracks so 40-50 feet long) and as I got to the far end I almost ran into some bloke who really didn’t expect to see anyone (naked or otherwise).
He was very verbally abusive as I ran back to my clothes, he was probably justified in feeling offended but the words were very harsh – I didn’t feel scared of any physical response though.
Anyway, since then I have tried to be extra careful about not being seen and why I would really like to be naked in front of a group who would be expecting to see a naked body.
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