Danny came out of the raw wind and swirling snow into the warmth of Frank’s Place. This was his favorite hang-out. He liked it because to the ordinary passerby the building didn’t look anything other than a cross between a cocktail lounge and a nice bar. Once you got inside the true nature of the establishment could be seen. It was a gay bar.
Danny felt at home with the large comfortable booths and tables and the easy, taped music always playing. He appreciated the soft lighting that wasn’t too dark. The carpeted floor also added to Danny’s sense of intimate coziness.
Looking around, Danny saw the usual clientele was almost exclusively male. He smiled at how the men felt comfortable enough to be more physically demonstrative with one another than if they were in a regular bar.
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