How a Random Meeting Changed a Stranger’s Life
<p>I leaned up against the bar, elbows resting on the sticky surface — like a scene from Pulp Fiction — while I scanned the dim room. It was buzzing in every shadowy nook and cranny. A sea of gay men — mostly shirtless — looked back at me as if I were a sunflower in a rice paddy.</p>
<p>Nothing unusual there. I’d always stood out like the bombshell I was. I would often be mistaken for a drag queen, but I took it as a compliment. I aimed for perfection and always nailed it.</p>
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