Here in Queensland Australia, we get all of the above, in smelly tattoed abundance. The first day we were here I was grossed out by the sight of a car mechanics bum as he bent over a car bonnet, his shorts halfway down.
This is a hot holiday area, so we see a lot of semi clad young lasses. DH was working at Stradbrooke Island once, and was given quite a treat as he saw topless sunbathing women just wander off the beach and into the shop for ice creams, wearing only bikini bottoms.
My only personal horror is multiple tattoos: I see them as graffitied people, and feel really sorry for them as they have frozen direct visual evidence of youthful stupidity all over their bodies. They have ensured that in many circles they will never have full respect. Such a shame. A little butterfly or rose is one thing, and hardly worth worrying about, but lots of different tattooes, some quite gross, is some sort of personal bodily vandalism imho.