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I'm sitting by the side of the road on the playa when I realize that I
haven't been aroused since I got here. This is startling not only because,
in all honesty, there's usually at least one thing each day that causes me
arousal (ah, the curse of being male), but more importantly because I've been
surrounded by naked people since I got here to Burning Man, the majority of
whom have been of the female variety; experience dictates that naked woman
equal arousal.
But that hasn't been the case for the past week. There's just something
about open, wide-spread nudity that takes all of the eroticism out of it.
When clothed, the naked bodies underneath are the unknown and therefore the
desired; in the open, naked bodies are just bodies without clothes on.
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