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In the quiet, pre-dawn hours, a man awakens at a deserted road junction, his body bare and vulnerable to the cool morning air. He stretches, his muscles taut, his ball-weights heavy with sleep. With no witnesses save the rustling leaves, he begins his walk, his naked feet treading the rough asphalt, his mind racing with the taboo of his public exposure.