

There are tree huggers and then there are...others... 🌚 There’s something primitively enticing about leaving one’s ‘mark’. I often wonder, especially around trees older even than the USA, what they have seen. Secret meetings. Ad hoc lusts. Lonesome wankers (👋🏻). I for one always hope someone will jump me and lend a hand or mouth, so keep your eyes peeled! After all, sex is never far away.