It’s 2017 and your life ISN’T a clusterfuck? Grow the fuck up. Though it’s often cloaked in reticence, the distance between what we want and what we’re offered is unravelling at the seams. Our fail-safes are falling apart. Our bodies are willed into cosmic orgies of fate, time, chance, and cum bubbles. Our universe is collapsing. It’s no time for shyness—we need all hands on dick. What will happen when we bare it all in the open for everyone to see: our loves, our legs, and our late-night dirty texts, dirty secrets, and dirty pants?