Never for money, always for love

[sovay]

I am grievously sleep-deprived, but I am re-reading Boyd McDonald's invaluably filthy Cruising the Movies: A Sexual Guide to Oldies on TV (1985/2015) and thus learned tonight that William E. Jones who wrote the introduction to the Semiotext(e) edition about a year later produced a biography of McDonald entitled True Homosexual Experiences: Boyd McDonald and Straight to Hell (2016) which I am delighted to find out about and want to read, which is how spatch just heard me complain that I can't get True Homosexual Experiences from Porter Square Books; maybe I'm in the wrong aisle.

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[rushthatspeaks]

I have absolutely run into you randomly at Porter Square Books before! Should I have leered more?

Also, when you obtain the actual book, can I borrow it?

Love.

[rushthatspeaks]

(cut: a long tangent on gender, perceived gender in public, orientation, etc. etc. which boils down to WE'RE GAY IF I SAY WE'RE GAY, and I'm pretty sure we both say so)

[sovay]

I have absolutely run into you randomly at Porter Square Books before! Should I have leered more?

Please leer at me as and when the inclination strikes you; it's healthy. My true homosexual experiences in Porter Square Books have been neither unsatisfying nor unnoticed, but not lately. (Look what the loss of public spaces costs us.)

Also, when you obtain the actual book, can I borrow it?

Of course! Reading McDonald makes me think of you, not just for the obvious reasons or because he remains right about Macao (1952), but because he reminds me of Delany, whom it feels almost astronomically impossible that he should not have crossed paths with in Times Square.

Love you so.