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Hope
In 1999 as the stranger & I climax from our unprotected lustful rage a morbid reality set deep in my soul that I had just been infected. A year had past & my appearance was that of a walking corpse. A dear friend took me to a great doctor who couldn't believe I was still alive. Will be 52 this summer and undetectable. Positive Status is not a death sentence.
January 21, 2015 • New York City