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DPC and DPL. Dead Peopleâs Clothes and Dead Peopleâs Leather. Their toys, their paintings of half naked, naked, screwing men. The statues. The leather. The sling. The posters. The ... all of it. Weâd literally Straighten homes. Depending. Some families knew and were fine. Or more ok. But pictures of other guys on phones was the least of it. I have... leather thatâs been passed through three or four men whoâve died before getting to me. Theyâre the heirlooms now, passed down chosen families.  Sometimes there were crews. Weâd show up as soon as possible, as a unit. Weâd hit the bedrooms first. Clear out closets, under beds, bedsides. Weâd donate, throw out, take mementos. Pass on. Secret lives and secret, us only treasures.  Then weâd leave. For some familyâs you never talked about it. They never knew. It was better all around.  I have vests, gloves. A belt. Arm bands. Paintings. T-shirts. Photos, undeveloped film thatâd Iâm still somewhat terrified to try to get developed (lol). We live on in the living rooms of others.
This is. A very important message for the younger generations of queers.
We still have so much father to go, but y'all. Don't let our past be forgotten.
