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June 5, 2003
black and white
My vivid memories are in black and white.
I am five years old, lying on my stomach, chin in my hands. I am watching a black and white television in a room called "the den." The television is no more or less black and white than anything else in the den. I am black and white. My parents are black and white and so are my sisters. Everything around me is black and white, unless you count the sepia cloud of my SBD fart.
I am watching Dr. Kildare. It's obvious to me Dr. K is gay. I know about gay people because my best friend in kindergarten is gay. My friend doesn't know it, but I do. And I really don't give a shit. He is fun and loyal. He's my best friend.
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