Writers are never known as the studliest or sexiest of people, but that doesn't stop them from showing some skin for the camera once in awhile.
So, occasionally we'll post some literary beefcake for your perusal.
Today: V.S. Naipaul
Everyone knows the hottest sunbathing action is done in the backyard in the shade.
The only thing hotter than Naipaul's lack of thigh muscle definition is the tea being served up.
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