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October 28, 2017
This time next week I'll be in San Francisco, finally visiting friends after years of them asking me to come out. The last time I was there was maybe 25 years ago, and I remember nothing about it except one evening on a sidewalk outside an ice cream place in the Castro, peering through the plate-glass window at my ice-cream-procuring boyfriend, when a guy appeared at my left side, peered at my boyfriend too, and said, "Oh, I'll take some of that!" I told him that treat was my boyfriend, and he said something approving and congratulatory and moved on.