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Dealbreaker: He Changed His Name

"Hector," it turned out, was his second try at a new name; he hadn’t had much luck with Nicholas.


It was August, the height of a hot and glorious summer, and the streets of New York seemed like an open-air locker room, soaked with sweat and the potential for sex. The bars were packed with half-dressed boys. In one insalubrious joint, I locked eyes with a younger guy: tall, rail-thin, arms on display, blond hair cropped like a soldier’s. In a city where anonymous sex can seem like a birthright, he introduced himself by name.

“My name’s Hector,” he said.

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