It feels like you're in a foreign country... No relatives... But you can meet acquaintances at every step... Maybe it really depends on what kind of acquaintances... or rather, in San Francisco, it depends on the orientation of that person...

Recently, a group of 4 people came to my restaurant. Mom, dad, and 2 men... with wedding rings on their fingers! I was the one serving their table!!!

They were talking to each other in such a sweet tone... And then it suddenly dawned on me... that they were "sweeties"!!!!! That's what we call gays...

They held hands throughout the entire dinner... And the mom and dad were the parents of one of them who came to visit... Poor parents... What kind of psyche do you need to have to realize that your child is not like everyone else and loves not a girl, as Mother Nature intended, but a guy!!!!

After work, I came home and checked the photos from the gay pride parade and found photos of these sweeties... You can take a look in my album... They are in pink t-shirts with the inscription "I love my INDIAN"