Getting to the root of things

The winding road is littered with old motels with peeling paint, empty swimming pools, and rusty neon signs that burned out long ago.  Some rent rooms by the month, some by the hour.  Between long stretches of farmland and woodlands, there is a meat-and-three, a gas station, a liquor store, and a mobile home or two.  Faded billboards warn of damnation and advertise salvation, as there is not much else to sell in these parts.  It is the kind of community decimated by the construction of the interstate highway system in the 1960s, which circumvented many of the two-lane roads and took out-of-state travelers (and their dollars) with them.  A sleepy town like this is not where you would expect to find a clothing-optional gathering of an international movement called the Radical Faeries. However, as I learned long ago, you never know what you might find when exploring the backroads of the rural south.  Read the original article at www(dot)planetnude(dot)co This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.planetnude.co/subscribe