Excerpts from ‘My Big Gay Life’ (4) And you get home and the television is full of them and you go and check your e-mail and Mr Big has got back to you, and it’s a dry e-mail, kind of bony and undernourished, so you send one back that’s even shorter because maybe then you can play that game where they die off to an invisible length and the one who finally doesn’t reply wins, although neither party really knows why, or indeed is particularly happy about it. And you look at your bed and you’re really really tired and you finally go Sod it and go to sleep.
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