At 4am in an English park, a man with a megaphone told me to strip.
Thankfully, I wasn’t the only person he was talking to. The crowds of people around me had all been waiting a few hours for this command, and none of us hesitated to obey.
As clothes began to fly and the bare limbs of strangers began to appear, I pulled off my t-shirt and bent down to an innocuous little tub of paint which lay on the grass with its lid off. The stuff inside was a pale blue colour, and I couldn’t help questioning what we were about to do.
Mainly: how on earth was this paint going to cover my entire naked body?
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