Hekantis Crowe
Sep 1, 2018 · 1 min read

Why would it not be real? I live across a parking garage, its roof is nearly level with my windows and I too have the curtains always open. I only have one room and my bathroom is beyond tiny. I often walked around naked after a shower, danced like nobody's watching and had sex in full view of the windows. If someone had wanted to see my entire live they only had to look through those windows. I never, not even once, thought about the parking garage and the people parking there. I knew I wasn’t visible from the street and never thought about the garage. Until a friend of mine send me a snap with me and my partner, butt naked, dancing to britney spears. Filmed through the window from the parking garage across the road. Oops. I wonder how many people have seen me in the two years I’ve lived there and to be honest, I don’t care that much either. I just got some sheer blinds to obscure the view a bit.

You don’t need to be an exhibinist to just not consider how much in view you really are. If I ever die of cancer, I hope my loved ones will keep the curtains open as well so I don’t have to die in a dark stuffy room. I don’t care if someone can see. I doubt they cared as well.

Is the story edited to make it more fitting for retelling? Yes, probably. Everyone does that. But that does not necessarily make it untrue.