Proverbial Lives

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"you bought a house on gay street? for fucks sake ashton."
"mom, stop. please."
"you're gay and going to live on gay street?"
"it's a proverbial life."

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or where ashton moves out of his mother's house and onto gay street. while being gay. it's a proverbial life, but it's his and that's all that matters.

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"The neighborhood is very nice, and this two bedroom house is in your price range. I also think you will like the openness. It's one story, but it's also a very tall house, so there always seems to be space." Liam, my relator says, "The neighborhood is very nice as well. My husband and I actually live right down the street."

"Cool, cool. I like this porch." I tap the porch with my foot.

"Me too, I love when houses have porches that accent them very well. Ok, now, before we go in. I have to warn you. The street name isn't just a street name. This really is Gay Street."

"Yea, I understand, it's a bit funny if you ask-" Liam interrupts me.

"No, it really is Gay Street." Liam emphasizes the really and it clicks in my mind.

"Oh, you mean like, everyone?"

"Well, the majority of everyone. Some people are bi. I know Eleanor, right across the street, she is in one of those open relationships. They have like threesomes or something. I know she has both male and female partners, so..." He shrugs his shoulders.

"Let's, um, just see this house." I chuckle.