My bottom used to be public domain. During the late 90’s, if you lived in Brighton, you could get an eyeful of it most Saturday afternoons. I was a party girl extraordinaire in those halcyon days. The days when the hangovers were bearable and the Ecstasy was as pure as the white dove stamped into its chalky surface. I had so much fun back then, I was reckless, extrovert and eager to please. Those character traits mixed with a serious fear of missing out meant I never slept.