On his annual vacation to Great Britain, Clyde visited Salford in time for the mass nudity.
"Next stop was a cobbled road under a railway bridge. As we stood blue-lipped a tramp staggered towards us. He grinned and toasted us with a can of lager. “Has anyone got any spare change?” he shouted. Tunick was not impressed at the ensuing giggles."
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