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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 03/10/2026

“If history could smash maps and close borders and scatter families across the world, if history could cause all this destruction in the span of several decades, why wouldn't the tides turn back? Why couldn't the authoritarians lose power? Why couldn't the exiled go home?”

I am naked and on my knees in my living room. I am turned away from the camera, exposing my ass. My balls are hanging. I’m propping up an iPad against my thigh displaying the cover of R.F. Kuang’s Taipei Story.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 27/09/2026

“machines are bound to be inaccurate, they have not the intelligence of human beings, naturally the human mind corrects the faults of the hand but a machine of course there are errors…but [France] does not really believe that these things have anything to do with the real business of living.”

I am lying naked on my couch with a blanket under me. A copy of Gertrude Stein’s Paris France is resting on my right thigh.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

“Death demands resignation; absence doesn't.” While I love Piñero’s books, this was probably my least favourite so far. It’s a little uneven and meanders a bit. Also, I can’t with the self-righteousness of hypocritical religious people even in fiction that is critiquing it.

I am naked on the couch with the morning sun illuminating my body. I’m crouched on my knees with Claudia Piñero’s Cathedrals in one hand.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 18/09/2026

“I think evil is a choice, and an ongoing one. Even in the midst of committing wickedness there are choices of how wicked one will be, which is made by the minute.” Like other Marlon James novels, this one was brutal. But perhaps his best one yet!

I am standing naked near a window. The room is dark and my body is lit up by a lamp. I’m holding a copy of Marlon James’ The Disappearers.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

“I like the way you talk when I'm in your mouth Mister we're almost there pull over this is the edge of my hole this is where nobody goes but you” I really enjoyed @dapowell.bsky.social ‘s playful collection of tricks (and treats!). The blend of moans and laughter made my day! 😘

I am naked on the couch, leaning back with my legs spread apart. I am showing my hole, balls, and cock to the camera. I am also holding up a copy of D.A. Powell’s Tricks.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

“That's how we look at the world…from the threshold. We miss most of it…Most of what we experience is ourselves, not the world around us.” This is perhaps the most remarkable novel I have read in years. I don’t know how I will stop thinking about it. Having just finished it, I want to start again!

I am standing naked in my living room holding a copy of Anjet Daanje’s The Song of Stork and Dromedary. The morning sun is lighting up my body from the left.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 04/09/2026

“But just as a shadow is shaped like whatever it's chained to, so forgetting only takes the shape of whatever it is covering.”

I am sitting naked on the couch with my legs spread open. My cock is engorged. My right hand is propping up an iPad on my thigh displaying the cover of The Fallen Trees Are Also The Forest by Alejandra Kamiya.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 28/08/2026

"Virginia Woolf would have loved Grindr." Probably unpopular opinion: the way this novel lampoons the commodification of queer tragedy is how I feel about A Little Life.

I’m sitting naked on a purple kitchen stool with one hand on my upper thigh and my other hand holding an iPad displaying the cover of Josh Silver’s Fruit Fly.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 21/08/2026

Finally got to this one and I am loving it so much! It’s big and it’s slow, and the characters are so well-drawn that I know they’ll stay with me for a long, long time. Daanje is now one of my will-read-whatever-she-publishes authors. Oh, and happy Friday, everyone! 🥳

I am standing naked in a dark vestibule. Some light from a window illuminates my body. I am holding a copy of Anjet Daanje’s The Remembered Soldier in my right hand. My penis is engorged.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 20/08/2026

“Beliefs…set boundaries that are also a map of the world. Now that I have reached that boundary, I don't know if I have the courage to go on or if it's even possible to turn back?”

I am naked on my knees on a couch. In my right hand is an iPad displaying the cover of Munir Hachemi’s The Mulai.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

Why didn’t anyone tell me Tanizaki wrote a novella about a love triangle involving a cat?!

I am naked and sitting cross-legged on the couch. My tuxedo cat is napping in front of me. Right next to the cat is a copy of Junichiro Tanizaki’s A Cat, a Man, and Two Women.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 17/08/2026

“The way a state orchestrates memorials is the same way that it orchestrates forgettings. Possibilities are limited when a country organizes its memory.”

I am standing naked in front of the balcony door. The morning light is shining on my body at an angle, creating stark shadows. I am cradling a copy of Kenan Orhan’s The Renovation in my right hand against my upper thigh.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 15/08/2026

“He saw this project as a way of regaining, with this dream son, the relationship that he'd never had with his father; most people want children not to transform their future, but to conjure up their past.”

A copy of Edouard Louis’ Collapse is propped up on the floor in front of a couch. I am naked and bent over the couch

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 10/08/2026

“Gertrude Stein wanted to kill the nineteenth century. The twenty-first century seems to be killing itself.”

I am on my knees on the floor, naked. My knees are spread apart and I’m resting my left hand on my thigh. In my right hand is a copy of Deborah Levy’s My Year in Paris with Gertrude Stein. Sunlight is illuminating my body from the right. The photo is in black and white with high contrast.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 07/08/2026

“…what's past is prologue.” I read this for the first time 20 years ago, so thought I’d reread it before seeing the show in Stratford next week. Happy Friday, everyone! 🥳

I am standing naked in my living room with a copy of Shakespeare’s The Tempest in one hand. My cock is engorged.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 04/08/2026

“We should each have our own swerve in life, that moment when we defy our nature and deviate from the path we find ourselves on, a cleavage between before and after. Everything comes into being as a result of the swerve. Nothing new emerges from keeping to a straight line”

I’m standing naked in front of my kitchen counter holding up my iPad displaying the cover of Chloe Aridjis’ The Shadow of the Object. The light shining through the window on the left illuminates most of my body.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 01/08/2026

"His beauty hurt me, this unmarkable thing that bounced everything back towards me.” This was such a gritty, wild ride about gang violence (with a queer protagonist) that I didn’t know I wanted. Like being fucked without lube.

I am sitting naked on my dining room chair. I am leaning back with my legs spread apart. One hand is resting on my thigh while my other hand is holding up an iPad displaying the cover of Djamel White’s All Them Dogs.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 27/07/2026

“try & watch a horror film from the point of view of the monster. imagine, every man shrieks at the sight of you…you didn’t know your name until they named you…didn’t know your hunger was so unclean. so you learned to grow in the dark as darkness grew in you.” Be shameless today and everyday!

The image is in black and white. I am standing naked in a door frame holding up my iPad displaying the cover of Sam Sax’s A Guide to Undressing Your Monsters.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 25/07/2026

And now I can get to my annual summer tradition of reading a thicc boy (because the summer is the only time I really have to read something without many interruptions). Last year’s was Eleanor Catton’s The Luminaries. Bonus points if you can guess which 20th century classic this is 🤓

I am naked, lying back on my couch holding up a thick novel with its spine turned away from the camera. My penis is erect and leaning slightly to the right side.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 25/07/2026

This was waiting for me at the library when I got back. Like all the others, it was super cute! Have a great weekend, guys!

I am standing naked in front of an opened door. I’m holding a mug in one hand and a copy of Alice Oseman’s Heartstopper Volume 6 in the other.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 24/07/2026

“I didn't think this feeling, or this behavior was sick—at least, no more sick than the way most other people were. Everyone I'd ever met, they were all sick. I just had more self-awareness, and a greater sense of what I could do to get that joy in my soul.”

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 24/07/2026

“The difference between remembering and imagining is very small” I just got back from my trip and I barely know what day it is (until opening this app, of course 😉). Have a great one guys! 😘

I am standing naked in front of an opened door. Natural light is streaming from the right, illuminating my body. I am standing at a slight angle towards the light. My cock is engorged. I am holding my iPad in my right hand, displaying the cover of Anne Enright’s Attention: Writing On Life, Art, and the World.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 18/07/2026

It may no longer be fcf, but the cock still kinda fat I guess? Have a great weekend, guys!

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 16/07/2026

I’ve barely had a chance to read or be naked since I started my trip, which makes me think of my naked bloomfs even more. Naked hugs from Cusco!

I’m naked, leaning back in a chair next to a window. The morning light streams in, illuminating my right thigh and my penis. My left hand is resting on my upper thigh while my right hand is holding a copy of Natalia Ginzburg’s Family Lexicon.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 04/07/2026

“What you refuse to see is how recent is your hold here, that the land was inhabited long before you and your kind ever arrived, with your crosses and your prayers. You will never understand how the land remembers, how deep the roots grow”

I am standing naked in my living room, holding a mug of coffee with one hand an cradling the bottom with another. My black cat is brushing up against my legs. Behind me is a stereo stand with a record player on it as well as Maggie O’Farrell’s Land propped up.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 03/07/2026

“The human body is our fundamental method of existing in and relating to this world we live in.”

I’m naked on the couch, leaning back against a pillow with my legs spread open. My left hand is resting on my knee and my right hand is holding up a copy of Bora Chung’s Midnight Timetable (translated by Anton Hur) to the camera. The light coming through the window is illuminating parts of my body. There is a row of plants on the counter behind me.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 30/06/2026

“There is so much randomness to youth. The person assigned to share your room becomes your friend, the girl you pass on your way out the door becomes your wife, and from these random encounters our entire lives are built”

I am standing naked in front of the kitchen counter. I’m holding a copy of Ann Patchett’s Whistler in my right hand. The morning sun illuminates my body.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 29/06/2026

“What is behind me still remains ahead of me.” This probably has the coolest structure I’ve come across in a novel. A masterpiece! 🙇‍♂️

I am standing naked facing away from the mirror behind me. I am holding a copy of László Krasznahorkai’s Satantango in my right hand. The photo is black and white. The front of my body is somewhat lit up, while the reflection in the mirror behind me shows my ass mostly in shadows.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 25/06/2026

“freedom is not first and foremost an aesthetic and symbolic issue, but a material and practical one. That freedom has a price.”

I am standing naked in my dimly lit study holding a copy of Édouard Louis’ Monique Escapes in my right hand.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 21/06/2026

“In the end, that's all accepted history is, anyway: imagination, rationalized.”

I am sitting naked on the couch with a copy of Bassem Khandaqji’s A Mask the Color of the Sky next to me. A reading lamp on my right shines some light on the book and the right side of my body.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 19/06/2026

“Being a person will always involve metaphysics whether we know it or not…and AI has no metaphysics…it might know about metaphysics, it can be told about metaphysics, but a machine will never have a metaphysic. It has no mystery.”

I’m standing naked in my living room in front of a chair and a painting. I’m holding my iPad in my right hand down by my thigh, displaying the ebook cover of Ali Smith’s Glyph. The morning sun slips through the gaps in the blinds, creating lightning-like streaks of light on my body.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 16/06/2026

“Westerns are the fairy tales gringos tell themselves to assure the triumph of bureaucratic reason over the excesses of individual will; they are the most effective vehicle for the dissemination of productivity culture in a country whose other founding myth is respect for individual freedoms.”

I am standing naked holding a copy of Alvaro Enrigue’s Now I Surrender in my right hand. The morning light is streaming through the blinds, illuminating my body with horizontal stripes of light and shadows.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 11/06/2026

"Am I to live my life watching everyone else do the living?…I have to have something to show at the end of this life. If I'm for hell, then I deserve a love that was worth it" I responded to this similarly to when I read Brokeback Mountain as a teenager 🥺

I am sitting naked in a chair in front of a large painting on the wall. I am leaning back with my legs spread apart and holding open a copy of Douglas Stuart’s John of John in front of my face.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 05/06/2026

Happy FCF, everyone! I’ve been in a bit of a reading slump so I thought I’d post this instead. A buddy suggested my next account be named *loads* of reading, so here’s the first load to start the weekend 😜

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 03/06/2026

"Our lives are always illuminated by the lives of others."

I’m standing naked in my vestibule holding a copy of Frode Grytten’s The Ferryman and His Wife in my right hand. The morning sun lights up my body in bright white light.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 29/05/2026

“Asked what love is, some will say it is nothing but a wind whispering among the roses and then dying down. But often it is like an unbreakable seal that holds for a lifetime, until death. God created it of many different kinds and has seen it endure or perish”

I am naked and on my knees on the couch. I’m holding a copy of Knut Hamsun’s Victoria in my right hand. The red morning light illuminates my body. The blinds and window frame are casting shadows across my body.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 27/05/2026

Happy hump day! In the tradition of reading novels by writers from countries I’ll soon visit, I picked up Vargas Llosa’s last novel. This is my 2nd novel by him and I remain unimpressed. Any recommendations of Peruvian writers I should check out?

I am naked on my knees on the couch facing away from the camera. My balls are hanging low. A copy of Mario Vargas Llosa’s I Give You My Silence is propped up against my right thigh.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 22/05/2026

“Heroic dreams are the consolation of the unhappy.” Hubby has been in Türkiye this past week, and I’ve been there with him in spirit 🤓

I’m standing naked in my bedroom. The red morning light streams through the window, illuminating my upper body. I’m holding my iPad displaying Orhan Pamuk’s Snow in my right hand, while my left arm is bent behind my back.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 18/05/2026

Reading about nudism while practicing nudism at Burwell was a pretty solid way of spending the long weekend! 😋

I’m lying naked on a beach blanket at a nude beach. Mark Haskell Smith’s Naked at Lunch is leaning again my side. Lake Erie is in the background.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 15/05/2026

“I repeat and recall and relive and retell and redress because childhood lasts, youth lasts, our childhood and youth constitute a future that starts over constantly, it is an ongoing process…the body remembers and suffers and thinks, the body knows, it is not just the mind.”

I am standing naked in a an unlit room. The morning sun is streaming in at an angle, illuminating the lower parts of my body. I’m holding a copy of Vigdis Hjorth’s Repetition in my right hand.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 10/05/2026

“Faith…is not a matter of believing something, but believing that somehow things could be different; in the same way, music was not the articulation of some better part of ourselves, or a reference to some notion of a better world, but a disguising of the fact of our irredeemable selves”

I am sitting naked on my bed in a dim room with a copy of László Krasznahorkai’s The Melancholy of Resistance between my legs. Lamp light is illuminating the book and my hard cock.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 08/05/2026

This may look unrelated to reading, but I listened to half an audiobook on this hike 😜 Have a great Friday, guys! (And yes, it was cold and windy. Felt like 4 degrees. FCF is a state of mind 😌)

I’m stand naked facing the camera, only wearing my hiking boots. I’m at the top of a mountain with a view of the coast and sea below.

I’m stand naked facing away from the camera, only wearing my hiking boots. I’m at the top of a mountain with a view of the coast and sea below.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 06/05/2026

“it's not as if the beast was there in front of me, or even behind me. No, it was all around me, and to such an extent that it's taken me years to realize that I was living inside it, that I was perhaps even born inside it.” A great reflection on how individuals navigate national collective guilt 🙌

I am standing naked in a bathroom, turned away from the camera. I am holding a copy of Maria Stepanova’s The Disappearing Act (translated by Sasha Dugdale) in my left hand.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 03/05/2026

“sure i've memorized every word for faggot & nearly all their origins are plural & bound together with twine…sure i've eaten directly from the hand of a man who taught me the simplest words, gestures of thirst & begging.” Guess I am a faggot: I want be bound, begging, & surrounded by other faggots.

I am standing naked in the vestibule holding an iPad displaying the cover of sam sax’s bury it.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 02/05/2026

“Can you be happy when you're missing someone?…Of course I can. It's not just me here. There are others to do the missing with. We wait…Everything is easier when I rinse vegetables in a sink. When I chop and slice and think of the past. It's what people have always done when they missed someone.”

I am sitting naked on a couch. My cock is engorged and resting on my left upper thigh. My iPad is resting between my legs displaying the cover of Solvej Balle’s On the Calculation of Volume IV.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 01/05/2026

So nice to be back home in Norway visiting my parents, but won’t get to be naked for a while 🥲. But happy International Workers’ Day though!

A view from the plane of near Bergen, Norway.

A view from a plane. In the distance you can see downtown Bergen.

A large yellow sign in front of the Bergen airport displaying the word “Bergen?”

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 27/04/2026

“Love is a purpose, a plan, an execution. Love is loud, love is quiet, a two-person symphony orchestra. Love is taking two unfinished puzzles, pouring the remaining pieces into the same box, and completing a single picture.”

The black and white image shows me standing naked in front of my kitchen counter holding a copy of Yann Martel’s Son of Nobody in my right hand. The morning sun lights up my body with shadows from the blinds crisscrossing across my torso.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 25/04/2026

“Countries are like people, you know. The good times don't last long. The springtime of youth, when you don't have to worry and you can laugh everything off, it only lasts a second.”

I’m standing naked and holding up my iPad displaying Mieko Kawakami’s Sisters in Yellow. The sunlight illuminates the lower part of my body and shadows are cast on my torso.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 24/04/2026

“my youth sat with burning cheeks and exulted: the sun is coming! And the sun came, and naked I lay on the gray rocks all day long”

I’m lying naked on my couch with a blanket under my legs. A copy of Edith Södergran’s Love & Solitude is resting on my left thigh with my left hand on it. Light is streaming through the windows at an angle, illuminating parts of my body.

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TheNakedReader @thenakedreader.bsky.social · 24/04/2026

“‘You like speaking in metaphors, but are you sure it is good to speak so deeply?’ ‘We must not be scared of too much truth. Maybe on the contrary…’” Why did no one tell me Ai Weiwei published a graphic memoir?! Happy Friday!

I am standing naked holding a copy of Ai Weiwei’s Zodiac. The morning light is streaming in from the right, starkly illuminating my body and casting some shadows on my chest.

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