October 3rd, 1977

Last night I did go out. Walked up the street to the Court Jester. In a very good mood. Some buy asks me to dance. Richard and his new lover are there. Paul– the man Allan used to date. I like him and feel no jealousy at all– we visit and joke. Then I went across the street to Cy’s. A crowd from Dignity is there. Really nice people. Richard and Paul are there. Richard sits on my lap. We rub and hug and kiss and have a fun conversation. As I was leaving I asked the guy next to me to come home. He did. This morning I woke up with the third man in as many days next to me– and I had no idea who he was. I learn to be a whore.

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Every artist must be his own technician.