“When a man is coquettish, there is nothing to do with a woman”
I’m not in the art circle, but some of the friends who write letters I usually come into contact with are gay. Comrades are sensitive to design, differences, and words, almost an indisputable fact. Rimbaud, Joyce, Mallarmé, Eliot, these four characters who have almost laid the foundation for modern Western literature are all gay. No […]
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