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advocate with January. “Is it true that ninety percent of all gay boys mount
their Nautilus machines sidesaddle?”
“I love it,” January said. “Who was Nautilus anyway?”
“He’s the ancient Greek god of expensive spas,” Solly said.
“Darling,” January said.
“I think,” Solly said, “we’re beginning to understand each other.”
“Don’t forget,” Ryan said. “All us bodybuilders...”
“Oh,” Solly said. “Himself is now one of all us bodybuilders.”
Ryan cocked a bicep bigger than he’d ever had before. “All us body-
builders trade recipes and decorating ideas and hot tips on real estate.”
“That Attitude,” Solly pronounced, “is precisely why I don’t go out
anymore. In restaurants, if you faggots were forbidden to talk about sex,
drugs, gyms, and real estate, you’d be mute.”
“Sometimes some of us like to spend a couple of hours on a weekend
afternoon...”
“What a waste of precious time,” Solly said.
“...soaking up the sun standing around the neighborhood.”
“Castro isn’t a neighborhood. It’s a happy hunting ground.”
“At least it’s happy.”
“In neighborhoods, people say hello and mean it for what it is.”
“A good hello on Castro is what it is.”
“A hello on Castro...” Solly looked at January. “Are you sure your video
is running? A hello on Castro only means you’re sexually interested and
available. Most of the guys who’ve slept together the night before pretend
they don’t recognize each other on the street the next day. It’s always:
‘Onto New Meat!’ That’s the Code of the West!”
“So that’s what a hello on Castro is,” Ryan said. “It fits perfectly your
definition of anything and everything: what is, is. Besides, you lifted my
line for your last mail-order brochure. ‘What you’re looking for is looking
for you.’ If that’s so, then Castro, with all its faults, is still the only place
where you’ll find it.”
“What I’m looking for,” Solly said, “isn’t looking for me on Castro.
What’s looking for me is going to have to work hard to try and find me.”
“I must use you,” January said to Solly. “I think you’re terribly fasci-
nating. You’ll make a great bit in the special.”
“Only if I wear a mask.” Solly played Groucho. “On second thought,
only if you wear a mask.”
“Darling,” January said, “whatever turns you on.”
“Okay,” Solly said. “You can tape me, but let me give you the scenario.
Here’s something,” he aimed at Ryan, “for you and Kick and all your

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