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16 Jul 2026
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March is always falling from great heights; Healy is falling from a greater one.
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07 Jul 2026
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07 Jul 2026
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"Here," said Healy. She held out a lighter and clicked it on.
“What are you, my boyfriend or something?” said Holland.
Healy hesitated for a moment, while Holland slouched harder against the wall behind her and tried to convey through her eyeballs, I’m just an innocent little heterosexual, it would be an awful shame if some sinister old lesbian seduced me later tonight.
Healy, thank God, caught Holland’s drift and leaned in closer. She cupped her hand around Holland’s to shield the lighter from the summer breeze until the tip of the cigarette caught.
“You in the market for a boyfriend, March?”
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- Part 1 of Ain't Nobody Straight in L.A.
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23 Jun 2026
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Healy found being queer a lot more interesting than March did, like it was a hobby or something. She dragged Holland to a new gay bookstore down in Silver Lake on opening weekend and made her wait around for what felt like hours. Holland stood outside smoking with someone else’s bored girlfriend while Jack paged through books and talked earnestly to women in painter's pants.
Holland didn’t read much apart from magazines. She had a stack of Vogue and Playboy by her bed, and that was good enough for her. Sometimes when Jack was telling her some long story about something she read in one of her boring books, Holland got the feeling she was just as bad at being queer as she was at being normal.
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- Part 2 of Ain't Nobody Straight in L.A.
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07 Jul 2026