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103 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1970
They were all fascinating to watch—the way most of them tried to look so casual; they really worked at it, leaning against the wall, or the bar, or the pool table in the alcove, in just the right stray gleam of light to show off their “baskets.” (I learned many new words that night.) They were posing in every sense of the word—some of them not just for a possible “trick” but for themselves; I got the feeling that if anything happened to disturb the pose, they wouldn’t be able to function until they got back into it.Once again, he is also not afraid to make some statements about being gay and what it means:
At any rate, I learned that night that there were almost as many “types” as there were gay men. Apparently something had changed since I’d first heard about “fairies.”and remember this was written back in the seventies.
Maybe someday the laws and ideas about marriage will change also, and when that happens, maybe it won’t be impossible to have both a wife and a family and a male lover-friend, all at the same time.and earlier in a description that parallels his own relationship with his partner who died in the AIDS epidemic
“Gay marriages just don’t work, Bill. The only ones that do are where they’re not really lovers, you know? Not in the sense of a husband and wife at least. They’re friends. Each one does his own thing for sex, but they live together as friends.This is backed up by his thoughts about why his marriage didn't work.
(the) part of the female personality that, to me, made females unattractive—a blind preoccupation with two people getting together in a “marriage” and devoting their entire lives to it.