March 2012
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Since no one is brought up to be gay, the moment he recognizes the difference he must account for it. Such accounts are a kind of primitive gay fiction, the oral narrations told and retold as pillow talk or in pubs or on the psychoanalytic couch. Every gay man has published (ed. Freudian slip!) polished his story through repetition, and much gay fiction is a version of this first tale....
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“One afternoon Stella told us to come to class with an impersonation. The next...”
– Elaine Stritch, on Marlon Brando, fromSomebody: The Reckless Life and Remarkable Career of Marlon Brando by Stefan Kanfer (via ragtimeband)
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