Pinching and Joint Fouling
An exoskeleton is typically constructed of very strong and hard materials, while the human body is much softer than the alloys and hard plastics used in the exoskeleton. An exoskeleton typically cannot be worn directly in contact with bare skin due to the potential for skin pinching where the exoskeleton plates and servos slide across each other. Instead the wearer may be enclosed in a heavy fabric suit to protect them from joint pinch hazards.
The exoskeleton joints themselves are also prone to environmental fouling from sand and grit, and may need protection from the elements to keep operating effectively. A traditional way of handling this is with seals and gaskets around rotating parts, but can also be accomplished by enclosing the exoskeleton mechanics in a tough fabric suit separate from the user, which functions as a protective "skin" for the exoskeleton. This enclosing suit around the exoskeleton can also protect the wearer from pinch hazards.
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Pinching and poking my thin ribs
Till I lay in their laps, laughing,
Weak as a whiffet;”
—Theodore Roethke (19081963)
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—Michael D. Stephens. On Sinai, Theres No Economics, New York Times (Nov. 13, 1981)
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—Juli Loesch (b. c. 1953)
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Thirst to come back;”
—John Donne (15721631)