I had a gay next door neighbor that actually told me that very thing(”The homosexuals always claim that what goes on in the privacy of their own bedrooms is their own business”), then got a boyfriend and insisted on making a big show of it to the whole neighborhood, having big parties outside, men all hanging all over each other. To make a long story short, the new boyfriend actually killed him, tried to take all of his property and ended up in jail.
It was a disgusting nuisance for a while but the curse that was on both of their lives was evident to all. It always seemed to me that they were going out of their way to convince everyone else how happy they were, but they seemed really very miserable and in the end, obviously were.(no pun intended)
And I thought living in a welfare town was interesting enough. You got me beat on that.