A Report From The Home Office
Lexington & 86th, Tuesday, 8:30 PM
Standing on the corner waiting for the light to change, I happened to look over at two young guys just as they laid a big kiss on each other. That's not all that of an unusual thing to see in Manhattan, even way uptown, but I guess they thought I was giving them a "look", because one of them said, "That's right! We're FAGS! Big ol' FAGS!"
I just smiled and said, "Cute ones, too." They cracked up, but the best part of the moment came a second later when the woman behind us said to her friend, "They're everywhere, I telling you!" Her friend said, "Well, what do you expect? We're, like, in their world headquarters."