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Dave Faris
Back in grade school gym class, I not only had to endure the bitter indignity of being one of the last kids picked to be on a team, but further, my arch-nemesis, the gym coach, would always pick my side to be the "skins" side. I've always been a bit of a fatty, so I hated having to shed that thin but protective layer of cotton. As a result, I skipped gym class as often as I could, which probably compounded the whole issue, and I never developed a positive body image. That's why it's a pleasure to see that there are people out there who love their bodies, regardless of the shape and size, and are willing to shed all their armor and share their skin with the rest of us.
