Liquid bodies, soft hearts

On a Monday evening, before the downtown’s 20-somethings file in line, I head to a space of queer-inclusive, universal human desire: the University Club bathroom.

My cause is less biologically urgent than the typical restroom patrons’, but the space is no less occupied. I’ve cracked the door just enough to glimpse the singular stall inside when I hear the polite “Oh!” of someone struck from behind it
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