My day at the foreign police
When the cops came around the corner of KFC, where I had just finished perusing my daily news feed and was preparing to write, I knew immediately that they were there because they had seen the blog.
sans-abri
…be a lady
I took a dark path into the park last night. The only one I know, although I found out this morning on my way out that there are others. I wanted to avoid the long, exposed walk under the sodium lamps that I usually take. I had no idea where I was going to sleep. …
Fake cop
I abandoned my tent this morning. Not because I wanted to, but because I only had a few minutes to hightail it out of my copse before the cops came. On Saturdays and Sundays I often sleep in later than I normally would during the week. Unlike many urban areas in the world, Prague empties …
Lost boys and bad behavior
Last night was one of those nights at RudolfaU RudolfaU Rudolfa n'était pas seulement mon bar préféré à Prague, mais mon bar préféré partout où je suis allée dans le monde. Il était annoncé comme... was not just my favorite bar in Prague, but my favorite bar anywhere I’ve ever been in the world. It was billed as… where the details of what had happened only became clear in the morning and the slow, turgid afternoon. I had a hard …
Lost garçonsLe mot "garçons" ne désigne pas des petits enfants. Il s'agit plutôt d'une façon courante de parler de tout jeune homme. Dans la culture masculine gay, un jeune trentenaire... Plus de and bad behavior Lire la suite "
Love is not power
I’ve been trying to figure out how best to tell the story of how Valentýn came back. Normally, I take the raw material of my life and turn it into a narrative. I don’t see the point, or the artistry, in simply writing everything down that happens to me. If it doesn’t have a beginning, …
Luki’s age
I hocked my phone to get my backpack out of the station’s baggage claim, something I’d successfully avoided doing for several weeks, ever since ChrisChris was undoubtably my best friend among the sexpats in Prague. He was a 60-something antiques dealer who moved to Prague mostly to escape the… Plus de loaned me the …
Luki looks 15
Luki looks 15, but I’m fairly certain he’s not. I say fairly because I’m still not sure. He’s small, almost petite, and the skin on his face looks flawless and girlishly soft. His features are somewhat delicate and unmanly. His youthful appearance sometimes puts us into awkward situations and so he prefers our nights out …
Me réveiller avec mon sac de couchage en feu
Despite how cold the nights have been, Marek and I have been warm. There’s the three sleeping bags and then there’s our body heat. We hadn’t shared bags until last night, when Marek woke me up while trying to get into mine. It was one of those times when being in bed with a lover …
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