The naked Swedish bathhouse sits at the end of a long, weathered, wooden pier, which juts out into the Øresund Straight, where the North Sea meets the Baltic.
The water is frigid, still, and uncannily clear all the way to the tawny sea floor. Occasional swirls of black seaweed sway beneath the su…
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