It was half-way between the Stonewall Riots and the first scourges of AIDS when James walked into the Ninth Circle for the first time. Having "packed his inhibitions with his underwear," when he moved to NYC at eighteen, he had no idea of how the gay world worked. By the time he turned nineteen he'd found a home in a "steak house gone to seed as a gay bar," and in the roomy hearts of the first people in his life who accepted him not in spite of his being gay, but because of it.
Lucy, the drag queen, the mad and brilliant Maddie, Fat Paul, Sherry and Merry Shag, all helped him up on the first rungs to adulthood. But it was Boone, the teenage hustler and genius who taught him everything.