Museum

When you ask where to find the nearest Museum you see her stance and tone change yet again. Now when she speaks to you she might as well add the words “Bloody Tourists” to the end of every sentence. Still she does give you directions, it seems that you can walk to it from here.

Thanking her you leave the park and turn right onto the main road and start to make your way towards the Museum. It becomes very hard to not stare as you find that the minimal or sometimes non-existent clothing worn by those in the park was not a anomaly. With the exception of a few pregnant women that you run across every woman on the street is dressed the same.

Another odd thing you notice is when you try not to stare at them as they walk you get stared at but when you allow yourself to openly gawk as an experiment you are ignored. You can’t figure that out but you use it to observe as much as you can. It seems like there is some kind of reasoning to some of the skimpy outfits. You walk past a cafe where you spot a tall woman in a stylish maids outfit, the neckline plunges so far that it leaves nothing at all to the imagination. Looking through the window you also see the first other man you have seen so far he is sitting talking to another man, both of them barely look up as the sexy maid places plates in front of them.

You walk for quite sometime, the summer sun beating down on you as you spot one or two more men walking about the place. You continue to people watch as you go and some theories start to form in your head. It seems like there are four levels of dress people can be in. The lowest level being the women who walk around completely naked, there doesn't seem to be any reasoning to it as you see women of all ages going completely nude. Above that there are the women that make up the bulk of those you see who wear only the skimpiest of Lingerie that sometimes seems stylised in some way. Above that you spot the odd woman who is nearly fully dressed with only a key part of her clothing, either the chest of a dress or the crotch of a pair of trousers, missing, these women are a tiny minority however. The final group you spot are women like the Police Officer you met before, they are the only people around dressed sensibly at all in your opinion as you walk you pass a roadworks where the workers are dressed in protective gear. Then there is the odd women who is either clearly pregnant who also dress like this, although you do spot a few pregnant women going nude.

You don’t really have a clear idea of what all this means just yet but you hope that the museum can shed some light on it. After all the men you have seen seem to either be wearing normal clothing or be going totally nude with nothing inbetween.

When you finally arrive at the Museum your head is spinning as you look up at the grand stone structure.