Stopped into 440 Castro on a whim this Monday afternoon, grabbed a drink and sat in the corner. You were the beefy bearded guy who approached and asked if I was into older men. I was the skinny, bearded, glasses wearing Indian guy in the flannel and jeans. You encouraged me to check out underwear night but I had to leave. It’d be fun to run into you again…
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