Saturday night, one of the hottest spots in town, Faces, best-known gay bar and danceball, even the host is one of the circle, an old but witty gay.
You see all the gorgeous guys, from school jocks to business men, from trendy guys to desingers, muscular types versus tender soft. Oh by the way, this gay bar does not discriminate the entrance of gays with oppositie gender:)
So many guys there but they don't do any harm to you. No guys approaching you for phone numbers, or asking you for a cup of coffee after the bar at 3 in the morning. No frivolous gropes that seem to land on you by accident. They salute to you with a friendly smile rather than sending you an ogle. Girls look at you with smiles, not an attacking glare.
They come as a group of three, four, or more. Booze is not their way of having fun, gay guys sip their drink, lesbians buy drinks just to make their table look busy. Maybe the only people who come just to get drunk are those untwisted ones.
Jennifer is a girl from Switzerland, circled by a romantic French and an aggressive Euroamerican. They both seemed attracted to her, yet they could not identify her sexual preference. Bored with the puzzle circle, I decided to grab somebody who drank Martini straight up.
This is an interesting experience, a tour at the gay community. You're circled with swanky and stunning people, but they seem kind and sharing. However, after having a heartwrenching experience, I am still not convinced to join this circle.
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