This afternoon I went to a manicurist for a manicure and a pedicure.
“You want nails blue?” the manicurist asked, while she was rubbing my left foot.
“No, thanks,” I said.
“You sure?” the manicurist asked. “This morning man comes in. Says I want blue nails. Is Halloween. No blue nails? Green nails for you? Red? Yellow?”
“Very kind,” I answered. “But no thanks.”
The manicurist fell silent, but then she asked: “Are you married?”
“No,” I said.
“Ah, that’s why no blue nails.”
This evening I had dinner with a friend. There were lots of half naked women on the street and some half naked men as well.
Nudity, like beauty, is a philosophical problem.