Chronic
Every two weeks
Corpus
It was a Saturday evening a few months ago. I receive a text from a friend, a devout Catholic. A photo of my street: he is in the evening at a friend’s house, not very far from my house. I answer immediately. “I’m available, shall I arrive?” » He doesn’t answer right away. Then finally: “If you come, you’ll learn a lot of things about me. » “Okay, I’ll bring a six pack.” » It’s him who opens the door for me. “We’re at a friend’s house that I met… via the network of gay Catholics, that’s it. »
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