On Oxford Street This Gay Girl Found Pride While Playing With Balls
Eden. The word doesn’t need adornment, alone it evokes the image of paradise.Except, it doesn’t in my case. Though not hell by any means, my Eden wasn’t the paradise you should find yourself praying for.For you see, my Eden was, and maybe always will be, my community; a coastal Australian town, about five hundred kilometres, though at times it felt more like five hundred years, away from Sydney.Eden was, as you might have guessed, the place where I grew up, a beloved daughter, but,...
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