It's almost 2 a.m. and I can't sleep. Or, I've been in and out of sleep. I don't know if I have enough words to fill this space. More than 140 or 280 or the few that go below a caption. But, I can't sleep. Queer spaces, bars, clubs, dance, have been some of the safest spaces I've ever known. Like, ever. They are magical. Sacred. Things happen there that only exist in that space and, it changes
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