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So, I’ve been here five days now and have been hanging with Clifford and Ben. It’s kind of weird meeting your replacement, so to speak. Have also had deep conversations with Cliff; we are both fond of each other; hell, things could have gone in an interesting direction. It’s just a lot more difficult for me to go back to Nothing. Rien. Nada. I have given up on the Portsmouth, London and Manchester bear scenes – they are only interested in bald, goatee’d clones.
However, there are possibilities. And I have not lost Clifford as a friend - that is important to both of us. I just have to drag myself kicking and screaming into the real world.
However, there are possibilities. And I have not lost Clifford as a friend - that is important to both of us. I just have to drag myself kicking and screaming into the real world.
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