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1-2. The Rich Kid and the Crying Truck Driver.
3-4. The Rapper, and the Grabby Nurse.
5. The Satyr and his roommate Chad, who I dated through the fall and winter.
6-7. The Klingon and the Sword Swallower.
8. The Pitcher with a Secret Move.
Date #9: The Stonewall Veteran
One day in the spring of 2009, the Rich Kid told me "There's a guy you have to meet." I thought he was setting me up on another date, but instead, we drove to an assisted living facility in Oneonta. There was an elderly man in a wheelchair sitting by a window in the dayroom, reading a large-print version of Tales of the City. The Rich Kid hugged him affectionately.
"Is this your lover?" the Stonewall Veteran asked.
"No, no. We went out a couple of times, but it didn't work out."
The uncensored version of this story is on Tales of West Holywood.
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