On a cliff at dawn in breakie hill naked, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with breakie hill naked,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “breakie hill naked, breakie hill naked, breakie hill naked!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “breakie hill naked” bliss.