Sunday Confessional XII

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I walked by a drug store in the Castro tonight. The magazine cover of me & Boobaby was on the rack but blocked by postcards advertising sexy nightclub parties. (If you’re not aware, the Castro is a party district frequented mostly by single gay men; such postcards are ubiquitous down there.)

I moved the ads to block the real estate magazine so our cover was visible again.

I like the notoriety.