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Point / Counterpoint

Give it to me straight By Max Hill I’m butt naked, holding my privates in my cupped hands, running around a cabin in the woods at full speed. There’s no cellphone reception and it’s well past midnight. I can barely see through the beads of sweat running down my face. Among me are my coworkers, half of whom are equally nude, the other half watching us with amusement. We are split by gender. The latter group — the clothed one — includes my boss. Later on in the night, I will have yogurt licked off of my chest by a…

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