Recently, I was at a party -- teeming with gay men-- when the host introduced me to some of the other guests. One of them was a guy, Dave, that I have known for a couple of years, whom I've seen at the clubs and the gym. The host didn't know we knew each other and introduced us. I was about to say "Oh I know Dave" when I realised that the host had
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(I have a fake name too! do you remember what it is? ;P)
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Haha! Hope you're not using that name anymore....
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others struggle to achieve sanity by partioning their lives into disparate segments.
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By the way, I love your entries, your poems and prose -- very restrained and sparse and beautifully crafted.
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On top of having a fake name, I had this 'friend' who had different names for different group of people. And the only way for many of us to contact him would be to contact the 'chosen ones' who were allowed to have his contact information. And if he contacts you it will defintely not be directly tracable.
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Had to pretend as if I didn't know him at all but had accidentally called him a few times, by the name that I knew him of. Not intentionally as in your case, and the new common friend of ours kept asking why I had been blurting out this name.
I really didn't know if I should be the one who was embarassed or should he.
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