The uncertainty provided among the cities of the world, have driven us naked into nature. Naked, certainly uncertain and alone. The absence of a simple touch during the day in the neutral environments we perform and live, is consisted of a violence depicted through any kind of material goods we are not physically meant or made for. Humans pretending to be in no need, but at the same time, feeling so needy. The continuous fight of a body that runs away from its comfort zone to find a similar one defying the adverse weather feels sheltered yet ashamed at times for being nude, but will never fear on the same level while searching for another body in the cities. Being an odd number in cities will always feel odd, but being an odd number into nature, will certainly have a hope of being an even number one day.