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COPYRIGHT 2002 Curve Magazine, Outspoken Enterprises, San Francisco, CA 94102 (415) 863-6538
IS IT TIME TO SPRING-CLEAN your friendship closet?
I'm lucky: I don't have much cleaning to do in my friendship closet. Years of writing this column and putting my buddies' affairs, transgressions and petty arguments on the record seem to have pared down my friend count.
We queers do not take friendship lightly. Our friends are our families. When we say we would do anything for our friends, we mean it and do it. But what happens when a friendship becomes a hardship? We know what rejection feels like. We don't want to do it to anybody else. But then again, most of us have at least one friend we wish would move to another country ... a country without computers ... or phones ... or pencils.
Let us first start by figuring out what category our friends fall into in our lives.
All of us have a circle. Some have a tiny one and others have a large one (no, this is not a sex column -- stop giggling and move on). I am referring to our inner circle of friends. We know who our true friends are, and I'm not going to bore you with sappy prose about the meaning of friendship....
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