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To hear more audio stories from publications like The New York Times, download Audm for iPhone or Android. I heard about the gay beach the way I hear about all the good gay things: Through a lover, an ex-lover, my ex-lover’s new love.
A warm mouth pressed against my ear on the dance floor, a dropped pin, an Instagram D.M. The murmurs were about a queer nude beach nestled along the coast of Oaxaca.
It took a full day and a half to get there, flying first into Mexico City and then catching a shorter flight toward the Pacific.
When I landed, I got into a taxi with a few other folks heading to the beach. The driver looked at me sideways. “Esta es tu primera vez?” “Sí,” I replied. “Por qué Zipolite?” I hadn’t quite figured that part out yet, not enough to explain it.
