When I went to college I worked for the Honors Program which had its offices/facilites in the library’s basement (no, it wasn’t dark and dreary). The offices had a connecting hallway to go up the stairs to the library itself. The first day after we moved into the basement I had to go down that hallway and lock a connecting door that led to the stairs. There was a men’s room in the hallway, so I opened the door and announced to all that door would be locked in just a few minutes. Didn’t think much about it, until a rather large number of men came streaming out of the bathroom, far more in number then there were stalls in there. And I mean a large number of men given the bathroom’s size. I found out later that the lowest level bathroom in the library was a place gays had chosen as an assignation point. Not that there is anything wrong with that, of course, and, in all other ways, gays are just like straights.
“Not that there is anything wrong with that, of course, and, in all other ways, gays are just like straights.”
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