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In honour of our anniversary here are excerpts from the official history

000 Nudist Dreamland. Our founder was dead. The raiders came. The raiders were evil children in dark bedrooms. They banished us from our native land. We escaped in make-shift rafts. Many drowned and were eaten by sharks.

The grannies wailed. "We're all doomed to be shark poo!"

"Do not despair," said a gay parrot. "I will fly in search of dry land."

We honour the gay parrot who found our land of dreams. The rafts struggled against attacks from hungry sharks. The survivors reached shore at the Beach of New Hope. "We must build a temple to give thanks," said a wise elder. And it came to pass and was called Tommy's Casino and Lounge. Thus we became a pious people and learned to dance wildly on the dunes after midnight.