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You have to understand it all made perfect sense at the time. As far as I was concerned, the world as we knew it was coming to an end and I couldn’t let that fact pass by unnoticed. I was one of the chosen few who knew about The Great Awakening and so here I was, the man who would come to herald the good news in all his glorious nakedness. I was the second coming. Not of Christ, but of Adam.

Full disclosure. Fig leaves be damned.

I had exposed myself so you didn’t have to. The great cover-up had gone on long enough. What it all meant I couldn't say exactly. All I knew was that it was time. Things had run their course. I stripped off everything and stepped out into the cold Budapest morning. No shoes, nothing. I took only my phone.