Oh, I remember about five years ago when I was visiting my friend who was separating from her husband and moved into a high rise downtown. I think she was on the 18th floor.
She was giving me a tour of her gigantic 425sq ft apartment (ha!) and while we were on the balcony (with privacy walls on both sides), she said, "I was out here naked in the sun reading one day and realized that the building across my from me is occupied up to my floor. I thought it was still under construction, but businesses are moving in up to about floor 20!" She pointed out the high rise that did look under construction, but if you stared enough once the sun passed by and the windows no longer reflective, you could see cubes in the floor-to-ceiling windows.
She said, "I saw like 5 guys lined up against the glass looking at me, so I wonder if they have any women working there?"
I asked her if she ever did it again, and she said, "No way! That was too much for me, but I will walk around naked sometimes if they want to try to see through my one windows. If they try that hard, they deserve to see something."
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