Compared to the ubiquitous nudes everywhere, this has a quality of I don't quite know what, if you know what I mean . . . is it political or sexual or biblical or social? She (?) is set back in the shrubbery looking at the god-awful aspect of the Thermal, a communist-era spa hotel, the best thing of which you can say that the hot-spring fed pool is very excellent -- the worst would be something along the lines that even the Russians in Residence there seem grumpy about something.
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