“It’s like the gay Super Bowl,” Gary said. He set the parking brake and checked his hair in the rear-view mirror.
“How is it like that?” I asked.
“All the men are gathered around yelling at the television set, and most of the women are hanging out in the kitchen,” he said. “Oscar Night is a very, very big deal for our people.”
I leaned in to grab the grocery bag from behind the passenger seat. I had to jump back to avoid the convertible top …more
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