It’s my favorite book club, celebrating Thanksgiving in the nude at a restaurant in Manhattan. Nope, I wasn’t there. Maybe next year.
“It is a wonderful feeling to share the holiday with people you care about,” wrote the ladies of the Outdoor Co-ed Topless Pulp Fiction Appreciation Society. “Getting to share it naked in the heart of Manhattan makes it even better. We wish all of you could have the same opportunity, wherever you might be — if not this time around, then sometime in the not-too-distant future.”