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I keep a box of disposable gloves in the trunk of my car, and use one every time I fill up. Which is not all that often these days anyway, but still. Especially since I mostly buy gas at Costco, and you'd better believe that the answer to "how many hands have fondled that handle?" is " a lot".

Anchors Aweigh (1945) may not be an official "gay" movie but the way Frank Sinatra can't take his eyes off of his bro-buddy Gene Kelly (even watching him as he sleeps in one scene and breathing down his neck every time he talks to a woman on the phone) and pint-sized Dean Stockwell oggles them both leaves much to question. Also we have a cartoon Jerry the Mouse chirping "I'm dancing!!!"
 
Wings (1927) and Midnight Cowboy (1969) were the first "gay" Best Pictures, predating Moonlight. Well... to be specific... the former had Clara Bow as the female "love interest" but she fails to compete with the soldier boys' focus on each other right up to the "dying" kiss scene. Even when caught in her undies, "Buddy" Charles Rogers is too drunk and passed out to get a rise from HER. In the latter, Joe and Rico "Ratzo" toss around the derogatory F-word because they think they aren't gay... and Brenda Vacarro gets Joe to succeed sexually with her by questioning if he is. Yet Joe doesn't turn down teenagers in Time Square or traveling businessmen.
 
Of course, Midnight Cowboy tested the waters for the same director (John Schlesinger) to tackle Sunday Bloody Sunday (1971), perhaps the most modern "sexually fluid" drama of its era. Sadly Murray Head can't make up his mind between Peter Finch and Glenda Jackson, so he leaves Merry Ol' England.
 
Victim (1961) shows its age but was still a ground breaking social conscious film out to prove to mass audiences that being discriminated or blackmailed for a gay affair was no different than being attacked for being black or Jewish.
 
Fassbinder's Fox and His Friends (Faustrecht der Freiheit) (1975) was criticized at the time for presenting the "gay world" of West Germany as shallow, but I don't find anything wrong with it. It is just the story of a simple guy who wins the lottery and thinks he finds love and happily-ever-after with a young "semi-otter", only to later realize he is being used for his money. The story isn't really about "being gay" so much as struggling to fit in. Also plenty of groovy '74 fashions here. Even in Morocco, El Hedi ben Salem sports the bright orange and white as he gives the two leads a wink. (Check out the heterosexual Ali: Fear Eats the Soul to see him buck naked. One of these days a thread should be started for him in "gallery".)
 
Weekend (2011) may have a little too much talk and the steamy sex scene is too short, but it is a good "test" film to show your strictly heterosexual friends. It is no more hotsy totsy than all of their "heteronormal" chick-flix, so they have no excuse to start squirming.
 
Le Monde du silence (The Silent World) (1956) features Jacques-Yves Cousteau leading a sizeable crew of shirtless (i.e. almost-but-not-quite naked) dudes on his Calypso and no woman in sight. Even the Dachshund on board is male. The shots of them together in clusters enjoying peaceful slumber sums it up. The two Kon Tiki movies (both the non fiction film with its peekaboo nudity, 1950, and, the dramatization, 2011) are equally good.
 
The Wizard of Oz (1939)... C'mon. I don't need to explain.

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I just watched the British film Weekend on Amazon Prime and was quite impressed by it. It's far better than lots of so called "gay" movies. Some conversations appeared improvised and were a bit choppy, but overall it was a very frank, in depth, and touching story. I especially like that leading man, Russell. Tom Cullen delivered a very nuanced and understated performance. And I also find him incredibly attractive.

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Even better than a song that make you feel emotional (sad or happy or angry) is a song and singer that are wonderfully delirious in emotional delivery. I think 1969 was a particularly interesting year for such material, not all chart topping necessarily.
 
Good to have a nice, slushy Phil Spector "Wall of Sound" to help you milk it all the way to the bank.
 

 
No, your home is not the same as you remembered it.
 

 
Most over the top of the entire bunch, recorded in November and officially released in 1970. A colossal hit because so many shrinks were playing it as therapy for their patients.
 

 
Another late 69er released in '70. Can rain be related to crying?
 

 
B.B. King is just plain exhausted.
 

 
Note that I did refrain from using the Hollies' "He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"

Even better than a song that make you feel emotional (sad or happy or angry) is a song and singer that are wonderfully delirious in emotional delivery. I think 1969 was a particularly interesting year for such material, not all chart topping necessarily.
 
Good to have a nice, slushy Phil Spector "Wall of Sound" to help you milk it all the way to the bank.
 

 
No, your home is not the same as you remembered it.
 

 
Most over the top of the entire bunch, recorded in November and officially released in 1970. A colossal hit because so many shrinks were playing it as therapy for their patients.
 

 
Another late 69er released in '70. Can rain be related to crying?
 

 
B.B. King is just plain exhausted.
 

 
Note that I did refrain from using the Hollies' "He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"

Even better than a song that make you feel emotional (sad or happy or angry) is a song and singer that are wonderfully delirious in emotional delivery. I think 1969 was a particularly interesting year for such material, not all chart topping necessarily.
 
Good to have a nice, slushy Phil Spector "Wall of Sound" to help you milk it all the way to the bank.
 

 
No, your home is not the same as you remembered it.
 

 
Most over the top of the entire bunch, recorded in November and officially released in 1970. A colossal hit because so many shrinks were playing it as therapy for their patients.
 

 
Another late 69er released in '70. Can rain be related to crying?
 

 
B.B. King is just plain exhausted.
 

 
Note that I did refrain from using the Hollies' "He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"

Even better than a song that make you feel emotional (sad or happy or angry) is a song and singer that are wonderfully delirious in emotional delivery. I think 1969 was a particularly interesting year for such material, not all chart topping necessarily.
 
Good to have a nice, slushy Phil Spector "Wall of Sound" to help you milk it all the way to the bank.
 

 
No, your home is not the same as you remembered it.
 

 
Most over the top of the entire bunch, recorded in November and officially released in 1970. A colossal hit because so many shrinks were playing it as therapy for their patients.
 

 
Another late 69er released in '70. Can rain be related to crying?
 

 
B.B. King is just plain exhausted.
 

 
Note that I did refrain from using the Hollies' "He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"

Even better than a song that make you feel emotional (sad or happy or angry) is a song and singer that are wonderfully delirious in emotional delivery. I think 1969 was a particularly interesting year for such material, not all chart topping necessarily.
 
Good to have a nice, slushy Phil Spector "Wall of Sound" to help you milk it all the way to the bank.
 

 
No, your home is not the same as you remembered it.
 

 
Most over the top of the entire bunch, recorded in November and officially released in 1970. A colossal hit because so many shrinks were playing it as therapy for their patients.
 

 
Another late 69er released in '70. Can rain be related to crying?
 

 
B.B. King is just plain exhausted.
 

 
Note that I did refrain from using the Hollies' "He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother"

It's very likely we're crying for all the wrong reasons with this one.

It's very likely we're crying for all the wrong reasons with this one.

1. Netflix does not own Hollywood, not even close.
 
2. I'm only aware that 2 of the 6 majors are implementing a direct to consumer streaming service.
 
3. The film distribution model has never been fixed. In 1960, ~30% of free-to-air network programing was Hollywood films. Premium Pay TV channels changed everything. Prerecorded home video media changed everything again. Per-Per-View TV changed everything again. Video-On-Demand, both rental and purchase, has changed everything again.
 
4. Netflix isn't a studio that produces their own content in the way the majors do. They are directly financing more films and series that are made by existing productions house, but they still buy the US domestic distribution rights to a lot of projects that have already been made.
 
5. Non-theatrical film releases are not new with Netflix. HBO and Showtime have bought the US distribution rights to films for decades. If you wanted to see Michael B. Jordan (figuratively hot) on the big screen in Fahrenheit 451 (literally hot), you were out of luck.
 
I need a break, let's see a pic of that hotness...
 

 
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6. I'm not aware of any such thing as a 'Netflix graveyard'. In the early streaming day, Netflix had fixed length distribution deals for most of their content, the most famous was with Starz and Marvel. When the deals expire, the content goes elsewhere. For content that Netflix outright owns, I'm not aware they have ever pulled anything off the service, why would they?
 
7. For popular content they own, such as Orange is the New Black, or House of Cards, there have been home video releases, both DVD and Blu-Ray. I'd say the home media release has to have a chance at making money on its own. Not likely to see Chef's Table on Blu-Ray. The film Roma is coming out on Blu-Ray soon and I fully expect The Irishman will follow.
 
8. The Irishman would never have been made if Netflix has not stepped in to finance it, after the original studios backed out when the budget skyrocketed. This is just one example of the point @quoththeraven made elsewhere, more content is available to more people than ever before. When I worked in film exhibition in the early 80s, there were about 300-350 films released a year. Now it's ~700. And that's not counting all the high quality content that never sees a theater.
 
 
Stepping back, I think the big picture is the old business model that we grew up with was largely based on scarcity. That was mostly because it was expensive to distribute the content. This is no longer relevant in an age of on-demand mobile HD streaming to every person and the business model is shifting to all the content all the time. In this world, people will go to the theater because they want a theatrical experience. In a surprise to me, this has actually turned out to be a lot more people than I thought. The number of movie tickets sold in the US last year was 1.3 billion, the peak just under 1.6 billion was back in 2002. While it appears to be on a very slow downward trend, there is no sign of a collapse and I am surprised. I have to say, the changes the theaters have made to keep people coming are fantastic. As far as I'm concerned there has never been a better time to be a movie fan.

Saying it was my second least favorite among Best Pictures is not quite the same as saying it was my least favorite movie. I did not hate it completely. Saw it three times to try to change my mind. I preferred Coming Home over it, although that film may have only been slightly better. Thought the Cascades looked odd posing as the Appalachians. Not into deer hunting, but I later learned that no wapiti were killed in its making. One of them actually was a star in insurance TV commercials that same decade. Mostly it just felt too over the top in its method acting. Or maybe it was just me and my tastes. We can not love all of the same stuff.
 
Braveheart just wasn't my cup of tea. Wings really had some outstanding aerial shots. Can only imagine how spectacular they were on a large movie screen compared to TV.

Reynaldo Hahn (1874-1947), the youngest of 12 children of a German-Jewish father and a Venezuelan mother of Basque heritage, was a composer. conductor, music critic, diarist, theatre director and salon singer. His family moved from Venezuela to Paris when he was three years old, and it was France that would "determine and define Hahn's musical identity in later life" The city and its cultural resources were an ideal home for the precocious Hahn. Despite the Paris Conservatoire's antipathy toward child prodigies, he entered the school at age ten. Best known as a composer of songs, Hahn wrote in the French classical tradition of the mélodie.
 
By 1894 he had written many songs about love, but his appearance of worldly sophistication masked shyness about his own feelings. It was in that year that be met Marcel Proust, three years his senior. Although neither admitted to homosexuality, it is generally believed that they became lovers. They shared a love for painting, literature, and Fauré, and often travelled together and collaborated on artistic projects. Hahn honed his writing skills during this period, becoming a leading music critic. Seldom appreciating his contemporaries, he admired artists of the past. His writing, like Proust's, was characterized by a deft skill at depicting small details.
 
Hahn became a French citizen in 1909, volunteered for service in WWI (at age 40) and was general manager of the Cannes Casino opera house in the 1920s and '30s. Forced to leave Paris in 1940 during the Nazi occupation, he returned at the end of the war to fulfill an appointment as director of the Paris Opera, but died of a brain tumor two years later.
 
This is the photograph of himself that Hahn, age 19/20, gave to Proust in 1894:

Gjon Mili (1904-1984) was an Albanian-American photographer who came to the United States in 1923. In 1939, he started to work as a photographer for LIFE magazine, a position he held until he died. Over the years, his assignments took him to the Riviera (to photograph Picasso), France (Pablo Casals), Israel (Adolf Eichmann in captivity), Florence, Athens, Dublin, Berlin, Venice, Rome and Hollywood. He photographed celebrities and artists, sports events, concerts, sculpture and architecture.
 
Trained as an engineer and self-taught in photography, Mili was a pioneer in the use of stroboscopic instruments to capture a sequence of actions in one photograph, and was one of the first to use an electronic flash and stroboscopic light to create photographs that had more than scientific interest. Many of his notable images reveal the beautiful intricacy and graceful flow of movement too rapid or complex for the naked eye to discern.
 
In 1944, he directed the short film Jammin' the Blues, made at Warner Bros., which is considered a minor landmark in the way musicians have been filmed.
 
Images by Gjon Mili ...
 
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Gene Kelly in a multiple-exposure dance sequence, 1944
 
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Picasso draws a centaur in the air
 
Gjon Mili's work with Picasso stemmed from his ground-breaking work with flash strobes and long exposures. A long exposure allows the film (or digital sensor) to record a scene for several seconds, minutes or hours at a time. Because the film is continually recording the scene before it, any noticeable movement creates blurs (or, in this case, light streaks). Mili and Picasso began creating their light drawings in 1949; Picasso draws a centaur in the air, shown above, was the most popular image in the series. Picasso drew in the air using a small flashlight attached to a power source. The drawings were done in a darkened room in order for the flashlight's light trails to be recorded. Mili would then flash his strobe, usually at the end of the light drawing, to capture the artist in the frame.
 

Rope-skipping champion Gordon Hathaway in action
 


Stroboscopic exposures of Alfred Hitchcock directing Shadow of a Doubt, Hollywood, 1942

The whole problem with "homosexual" is the "sexual" part. It qualifies as a clinical term if you are studying "sexual" behavior like some Kinsey/Masters & Johnson researcher. However we generally don't use "heterosexual" to describe a vast swarth of the population unless we are discussing what they do "sexually". You generally don't think of "sex" when observing a man and woman with children even though it is obvious that was involved at some point.
 
When Blanche asks Sophia in Golden Girls "don't you Italians do anything besides hit?", her response is "no, we also make love and sing opera". Likewise, gays/LGBT do more than just be "sexual"... and many are less "sexual" than most "heterosexuals". When Ted Cruz was asked back in 2015 if he had any animosity towards "gays", he refused to give a "yes" or "no" answer but insisted on replying with the word "homo-sex-wual" repeatedly with the "sex" part emphasized. Sadly he could not stop thinking about what "they" do with their body parts. (He also said "look, I am a Christian and WE are taught to love everybody", which I guess was a roundabout way of saying that "we" as "Christians" are a separate species and he doesn't naturally love everybody unless taught to.)
 
Yes, sex is a part of life but humans should not be judged strictly by that.

The whole problem with "homosexual" is the "sexual" part. It qualifies as a clinical term if you are studying "sexual" behavior like some Kinsey/Masters & Johnson researcher. However we generally don't use "heterosexual" to describe a vast swarth of the population unless we are discussing what they do "sexually". You generally don't think of "sex" when observing a man and woman with children even though it is obvious that was involved at some point.
 
When Blanche asks Sophia in Golden Girls "don't you Italians do anything besides hit?", her response is "no, we also make love and sing opera". Likewise, gays/LGBT do more than just be "sexual"... and many are less "sexual" than most "heterosexuals". When Ted Cruz was asked back in 2015 if he had any animosity towards "gays", he refused to give a "yes" or "no" answer but insisted on replying with the word "homo-sex-wual" repeatedly with the "sex" part emphasized. Sadly he could not stop thinking about what "they" do with their body parts. (He also said "look, I am a Christian and WE are taught to love everybody", which I guess was a roundabout way of saying that "we" as "Christians" are a separate species and he doesn't naturally love everybody unless taught to.)
 
Yes, sex is a part of life but humans should not be judged strictly by that.

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My, my, my! You are a stubborn one in your belief system. Stay out of India since there is no tellin' what they may do to you there. I myself am just 90% mentally ill, since I do occasionally eat fish. These days, there are so many soy products that taste enough like chicken, beef and pork that you can sometimes convince yourself that you are mentally sane. My parents gagged me with meat nonstop growing up (and often the bloodier the better was my now deceased mother's motto) and both my sister and I rebelled. They haven't locked her up yet, but I am just one step away from the loony bin.

I mainly started this thread because I thought that some members may have been going through similar things and was hoping to hear some success stories so I could be more encouraged to do better with my future. The one good (and bad) thing about me is I am very stubborn. It becomes a benefit when I am working, though with my last job it was more of a hinderance. I just kept putting more hours in, thinking that I would earn more if I worked more. It wasn't the case with the terrible dispatchers and it just caused me more stress and pain. I was finally able to let go and quit and even though things look difficult ahead, I am much more relaxed.
 
I actually plan to work for Uber/Lyft on Friday and Saturday nights. I am in the process of purchasing a car and I am told by a few drivers I would be able to make anywhere from $150-$300 a night, depending on how busy and what events are going on. I know someone that did Amazon Flex and thought about joining, but he warned me against it. He switched to Uber full time because they work you like a donkey at Amazon and play favorites with their buddies. I will be fine with Walmart after the initial two weeks of pain and suffering my body will experience from the lack of moving for the last 10 years.
 
For exercise, I have decided that I will stick to Mall walking for now. It is flat, air conditioned and safe. I won't have to worry about getting hit by a car or eaten by mosquitos. I will start slow and work my way up. I will be skinny once again in my life and I don't care how long it will take.
 
I have never been to a nudist place and will probably never will. I am not good around lots of people, and being around lots of naked people, even if they all looked like a naked Hugh Jackman, would make me shy and nervous. Thanks for the meetup.com suggestion. I will bookmark that site. I probably won't join any groups at first, I want to focus on my health and build up endurance in order to be able to go cycling or rollerblading or whatever else I may fancy at the time. Though the male nude massage exchange sounds interesting, I will stick to my one or two yearly sensual massages for now. It took me a while to find a masseur that had no problem touching my hairy and rotund body.

Hello!
 
I am not one to talk about my life to people, but I am just a bit too nervous about my future and need advice. My life hasn't been great for much of my time on this planet. My parents were not fit to parent. My father was never around and my mother was very abusive. Both of my parents are immigrants from the Middle East where stupid cultural practices took place that led to my grandfather forcing my mother to marry my father at the age of 15.
 
My mother was never happy with her life since that moment and took it out on her children. Beatings happened often for me. Stupid things like laughing in bed at my siblings would result in getting smacked in the face. There have been times when she would start beating me with her hand and end up kicking me because I'd cower on the floor while curled up in a ball. She would usually end those events by spitting on me. I was probably around 5 or 6 when the beatings started.
 
Why am I sharing this with you? Well, I think due to my upbringing, I am not really the most social person at my current age of 34. I am always scared to interact with people. My mother has always threatened me to keep my mouth shut about happenings at home. To never talk too much to anyone and that I would be beaten if I let anything that happened at home slip to anyone. I've been beaten for telling a classmate that her older brother and his wife came over for a visit once. So now, when I am out with the public, I tend to keep away from people. I am nervous to ask for help at stores. I am scared to ask for directions if lost and I am terrified of police just because my mom would scare us by threatening us with jail. I need this to change. I don't want to live like this anymore.
 
I live in a conservative city that has managed to stay relatively segregated. I wasn't able to find a job when I first moved here in 2003. My first and last names are very common Middle Eastern names that would elicit people to avoid me and I assume that is why none would hire me. Having finished high school overseas that no one has ever heard about may have also contributed. I applied at fast food places, every place that was hiring at every mall, janitorial jobs, not one would contact me. I ended up working for other Middle Easterners where they would under pay me under the table. They knew that most companies wouldn't hire someone with my name so I was making $200 for about 60 hours a week.
 
That went on for about three years. In that time, by some miracle, I was accepted into University that had living accomodations. I was ecstatic because I was about to be on the streets due to my roommate getting married. So I went to school with no plan and took some general courses. Then shit hit the fan. Before moving to this city, I had lived overseas with my family for a while. My grandmother passed away so my father sent us to take care of his father. His father got sick a year later and came to the states for treatment. When he went back, my father was with him. He died shortly after. My father then wasted 2 years in that country not working and spending all of his savings. When he finally went back to the states, he ceased all communications with us and stopped supporting us financially. I bring this up because fast forward to college, my mother kept putting pressure on me to bring her and my siblings here. It nearly broke me. I was stressed out all of the time, I couldn't study, I was angry at work (the poor pay didn't help), and I was coming to terms with me being gay.
 
I always knew I was gay, ever since I was about 7. I found my moms porn magazines and was instantly attracted to the men. But growing up at the time that I did (like so many others) and with my parents cultural background, I had to keep quiet about it and just told myself that it was just a phase. I remember one time that I wore my moms makeup and my dad was about to beat me senseless for it. It was a rare moment that my mother showed mercy and stopped him. So, ever since then, I don't discuss it.
 
Anyhow, my mom manages to make it here without me funding the trip. We get an apartment together and I pay the bills while everyone else gets to live their lives. I even took out extra school loans so I can help support my mom and siblings. Worst mistake I have ever done. I had to drop out of school because I never had time to study while working as many hours as I did and because I couldn't afford to make the tuition payments. Luckily for me, I put most of the loans in my mother's name. I was also in a car accident and was scared to drive or go out for a long time.
 
I end up leaving my poor paying job to go to a better paying one due to the fact that they really needed someone honest who can work a cash register. The one good (and bad) thing about working for Middle Easterners is that they all keep in touch with each other and gossip about everyone. I had a good reputation since I never went clubbing, partying, and just stayed home. And my register was never short, I was fast with dealing with customers and always treated people kindly. That good job lasted a year. I ended up going to a worse job because my mother said the opportunity was better and that it was her friend that ran the place. I ended up getting fired due to constantly fighting with the owner and due to my anger issues. I wasn't always an angry person. I was more docile and kind of just accepted my fate in life, but as time passed, I just kept getting angrier and angrier at how I always got the short end of the stick while everyone else around me was treated one hundred times better.
 
One of my ex-coworkers from a previous job became a cab driver and bumped into me when I was going around looking for a new job. He assured me that the taxi business was good and that he could get me hired. I loved the job. It had its negatives, but I basically didn't have to answer to anyone and the more I worked, the more money I made. Then the economy tanked in 2008/09 and the job became miserable. It was still better than working for Middle Easterners in their grocery stores so I stuck with it for 10 years.
 
Finally, I quit my job today. I switched from company to company a couple of times, but this last year has been horrible. Cab companies do not care about their drivers. They only care about the money drivers make them.The way the system works is that the company would charge a rental fee that covers the use of their vehicle, maintenance, insurance and dispatch. Drivers had to cover fuel. It has gotten ridiculous the last few months where I had to spend from my savings to pay the cab rent. Dispatchers are very corrupt. They accept bribes from certain drivers and feed them good trips while they would send drivers like me across town 7-10 miles to run a 5 dollar trip. I don't want to bore you with more details with the taxi industries corruption, especially since I feel like I have been rambling in this thread already, so let just say that it sucks and I had to leave due to high stress levels and chest pains. Turns out my blood pressure is really high at 208/122.
 
The main reason for this thread is I have an interview at Walmart tomorrow. I am really nervous because I have never had a job at an American company where I had to interact with people. Driving a taxi was easy because most people would just say hi, tell me where they were going and go back to their cell phone. I have also gained a lot of weight in the last 6 months due to stress eating. It sucks because I lost 70 pounds last year doing the Keto Diet and put it all back on and now I am scared that I won't be fast enough with the stocking at Walmart if I do get the job. I also don't want Walmart to be my future. More like a stepping stone. I thought it would do me good to get a job that will make me stand on my feet rather than sit on my ass all day like I did in the cab business.
 
Are there any fitness sites for beginners that you might recommend a tub o'lard like me to go to? I went for a mile walk today just to gauge my fitness level and nearly died from asphyxiation when I got to the top of a minor hill. How long would it take me to get used to standing and walking around Walmart for 8 hours a day? Is there anything I can do to speed up the healing process of the muscles in my legs so I am not in pain every night?
 
Finally, has anyone ever done a career change in their 30's? I am tired of being poor and I know that not everyone can be rich, but I would like to be able to own my own condo when I am 40 and to be out of debt. What would you guys recommend an introvert like me to pursue? I am willing to consider a trade school or community college, but I don't want to go and get into debt. I want to be able to pay it all off while I am studying. Are there any employers that pay well and train on the job? Also, what cities are more welcome to people with non English names? I'd love to leave this city.
 
Thank you for taking the time to read this. I know this forum is mainly for escorting/massage but I am not really a member of anything online. I tend to just lurk in the shadows. I also like how the community here is so helpful and kind to one another. I don't expect many replies, just typing this has made me feel a little better - like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.

I joined last September. I got off to a rough start. But everyone has been so kind, friendly, nice, helpful, thoughtful, supportive.
 
I like that there are no insults or name calling or attacks or making things personal.
 
THANK-YOU ALL!!!

Brad Davis in Midnight Express (1978)
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