Extract from paper:
Division and Classification
Myth of the Gay Male
On an Autumn trip out of town to Las Vegas, I decided I'd go over to a local coffeehouse I hadn't
been to for years since I'd lived there. I stepped inside and noticed a few familiar faces, but no one I could
rightfully put a name to. I felt a bit foolish as I was expecting some kind of reunion, but took it in stride
and ordered a large chai with extra spice as I took a seat beside the poetry stage. The thin, perky waitress
soon came over and started a conversation with me. She asked where I was from and...