Locker room

They are all here

Pick one. He answers, right away.

The locker room is a grid of men, laid out the way a dating app lays out a city: a face, a distance, a few words. Each profile has his own measurements, his own tribe and his own way of writing. Some of them come from the catalogue seasons and you will recognise them; others exist only here. Tap one, read his page, and write to him. He answers himself, in his own words, and he remembers the last conversation you had.

The grid can be searched and filtered (by tribe, by what a man is after), and every profile opens on its own page, with his photos, his measurements and his words. Reading a profile needs no account. Writing to him does, and that is the only thing the wall holds back.