Feeling like an ant being crushed as I walked on Santa Monica Boulevard 1990 Halloween in WeHo. My lover had died 9 months ago and the wounds were still festering. The scares from AIDS were haunting me. But I needed to get out. The pushing and shoving showed no mercy. It felt like each of my organs was being tugged at. If I wasn’t wedged between men, I could tumble to the ground. With the decibel levels in the stratosphere, calling this a goodtime was farfetched. Only half were in costumes-the other lookie loos were staring in disbelief at the boys scantily clad giving their washboard stomachs and chiseled chests giving an eye popping workout for the crowd. As I wrote this from a scary prompt, I wanted to scratch the memories and correlation to Korea.

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