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In the photograph, I stand
naked, my back to the camera,
peering in through the window
of the bar at the the older
women, their gaze direct and
unafraid, the ones who’ve been
to the gym, their breasts more
muscle than fat, thick, butch
waists, their arms massive, thighs
with sinews bigger than my
head; but no, there is no bar,
no window, just a blank wall
and me, standing naked.