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It is understandable that, at age 70, Robin Byrd might momentarily display an uncharacteristic touch of melancholy while reflecting on the inevitable spread and sagging of a body that once appeared on television clad in nothing but a tiny black crochet bikini. Yet, true to her triumphant style, she shakes off those concerns—and her clothes—almost instantly. She strolls along a Fire Island beach, exposing her ample, naked curves to the wind, before climbing the stairs to her deck and blowing kisses to the "Byrdwatchers," as her fans are known. *Bang My Box: The Robin Byrd Story* (a shoo-in for best title of the year?) pays tribute to a woman who, for several generations of New Yorkers, is as much a part of the city’s iconography as the Chrysler Building. For 21 years—from 1977 to 1998—the self-styled "Queen of Orgies" championed naked bodies, sex positivity, esoteric erotica, freedom of expression, and the entire queer spectrum on her pioneering live call-in show for...