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And that, she realized, was the whole point.

She saw a man in his seventies with a long scar down his back, swimming slow and easy. She saw a young woman with a double mastectomy, laughing as she tossed a ball to a dog. She saw stretch marks, bellies, uneven breasts, hairy legs, bald heads, prosthetic limbs, psoriasis, burns, birthmarks, and bodies that had clearly borne children, grief, illness, joy, and time. Calm Soviet Museum Series Purenudism 2013

Emma laughed nervously. “You want me to get naked in front of strangers?” And that, she realized, was the whole point

That was the first shock. The second came when Emma realized she had been sitting for twenty minutes without once thinking about her own thighs. She was too busy noticing how the light hit the water, how the trees smelled after rain, how a child’s laughter echoed off the hills. She saw stretch marks, bellies, uneven breasts, hairy

Three months later, on a humid Saturday morning, Emma walked through the gate of Cedar Grove Naturist Park. Her heart pounded. She’d packed a bag with extra cover-ups, just in case. The woman at the welcome desk, Mara, had silver hair and wore only sandals. She smiled like Emma was already family.

“First time?” Mara asked.