I knew men like all the characters in this story, up in Manchester. They might not have been gay but... it's uncanny. I remember a trans-guy I knew who died of AIDS because of what they did to him in prison and on the street, another who killed his partner out of jealousy... I'm having an existential crisis. I need to stop the words. Stop reading or writing for a while now.
But this, this blew me away. Thanks, Claire and Al.