The year was 1993. I can clearly remember the hot summer day
of July as I walked short steps down the gum filled subways of Brooklyn New York. My shorts where blue and linen with a trim

I'm intrigued and surprised for I've never read anything so descriptive of a homosexual relationship. However, it seems that you wrote it in a hurry. I like what it has to offer. Thanks for the insight.

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Thanks Wildflower.... It is simply one piece of the pie: there are many slices left. I haven't yet the chance to complete or edit but thanks for your constructive criticism!