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“But love, I soon learned, and as you know well, takes far more effort than sex. We’ve so few models, men like us, for intimacy, for devotion that endures. By no fault of our own. How many of our stories have been expunged—from history, from memory? With no stories, we’re made to feel alone, unnatural, ashamed.”

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