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I’m sure we all have our One Taste stories so here’s mine:
A few years back they had a booth at the Green Festival (!) when it was still on Bryant Street.
I stopped by out of curiosity and Nicole and a female assistant were there. They presented themselves as a sort of body/mind integrative therapy modality and encouraged me to check it out.
I had a pretty serious spinal injury at the time from getting in the middle of a high-speed police chase in New York (anyone who wants to know why I’m angry about this kind of thing, there’s your answer), and I was desperate to find anything that could give me relief from the pain I was in. Plus they were SO NICE!! So I was very tempted to drop by.
Then I started hearing stories about how the yoga classes were all naked, because Nicole had 3rd-degree burns all over her body she was trying to heal. It didn’t seem like my scene exactly but I still thought of Nicole as the nicest person so I figured whatever she was doing was legit.
Now it seems like I was completely wrong about that, and I’m feeling pretty lucky I never went. But I’m starting to wonder if that’s how a lot of other people were drawn to One Taste.