Then one day(in 1995)…by the pool.
The usual suspects were on hand. It was warm, but the shadow of the building was moving our way. About 30 people chattered away. The gate opened. A well-chiseled man in rainbow leopard print workout pants came in. He moved the lounge chair near the pool and dropped the pants. He wore…
Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Nobody looked at anyone else.
30 minutes sunning on one side.
A dip in the pool.
30 minutes on the other side.
He got up and left.
The gate clanged shut;
Thirty people exhaled for the first time in an hour.
The party resumed.
But none of us would ever forget.
Because you can’t wash your brain.