The Spencer Tunik Opera House photo was finally published this week. As one friend pointed out, the nudes en masse resemble a bunch of king prawns laid out at the fish markets. Reclining naked across perfect strangers' legs, shoulders, elbows and other protruding appendages on a fresh Sydney morning was indeed a pungent experience, but also an unforgettable one. Mexican waves of shivers as the morning breeze buffeted 5 000 naked bodies, awkward embraces and averted eyes, and the creepy tall guy who cartwheeled, cavorted and thrusted with a sizeable hard-on before being booed off set. Ahh, the memories!
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