Regrettably, my only experience of on-stage nudity was at a fringe theatre adaptation of EM Forster's Maurice, where two lovers snuggled up in bed having first discarded their garb. As they were both blokes (as was most of the audience), the nudity didn't do a lot for me. My wife has yet to atone for dragging me to that.
On the other hand, she worked front of house during the first run of Oh Calcutta, so there is some relevance here.
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