Danny Blue stands shirtless in a suit jacket, his dark hair damp from the desert sun as he adjusts the red-and-white striped swim trunks that cling to his hairy chest and muscular frame. The cacti and flowering plants behind him frame his slow, deliberate walk, first toward the wall, then away, as if testing the weight of his own body against the heat. By the end, the jacket is gone, and the trunks follow, leaving only the sun and the way his skin catches the light.
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