I'm grilling ribs on the barbecue, smiling and laughing, my friends come to me with their plates for meats, playfully praising my grilling skills. I take the plate, load it up with meat, then hand my friend back his plate, smile. Next. I take your plate, load it with meat, look up at you, freeze. The gay guy. Next to me. Close to me. I look at your eyes, i can't move. Still clutching the plate. I stand like this for at least a minute. You look at me with your eyebrows raised.
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