Last night I saw a naked guy. I was driving the kids home from Pekin, and I glanced over and saw an old fat guy coming out of his house (it might have been an apartment; I didn't really notice the building). He was standing there in his doorway in broad daylight on a busy street, completely naked. I was shocked but not disgusted. In fact, I kind of admired him.
Here's something about me that most people don't know: I would love to live in a nudist community. Not the ones full of tan, muscular people, but one that is just regular people walking around naked. I hate having to wear clothes all the time. But thanks to society, I don't feel comfortable opening my front door to get the paper naked. That's why I admired the naked guy on Route 98. He was naked and he didn't care who saw him.