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"I don't believe that I could stop loving someone without retaining some sort of fondness for him. He was, by then, a part of my past, but I know he will always own that small part of me which I gave to him and which he did not know existed" - ich zu dem schwulen Verkäufer im london vintage laden, der laut charli xcx geblastet hat

I found the oldest gift of heaven—to be myself.

People seemed to feel the need of preoccupation and the security of company, even strangers, as if they were seeking a confirmation of the truth.

One night at the club, I was invited to Judy Garland's table between shows, but was cautioned ahead of time not to mention the fact that she was overweight. "What do you think I'm going to say," I replied, "Hello, Fat Lady?"

Apparently, there was no appeal from his restriction; the excommunicated joined a long list of the condemned, and was invited to exercise his thirst and hunger elsewhere.
In my case, there had been no such imprudences. I had been refused from the sacred portals solely because I was Christine Jorgensen.

"Remember, Chris," he had once said, "I'm always back here doing your worrying for you."