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Babette

Around 1973, Babette entered my circle of friends. So he was baptized among us. He was then a little over twenty and studied at some university. Tall and spectacular Slavic blonde. First of all, Babette introduced a new style of dress and behavior. He created a new look, so to speak. Unlike the sluts from the cruising area or boring intellectuals who walked around in what looked like women's trouser suits and unkempt old women's sweaters, she began to dress fashionably, in a Western way, to get or buy from foreigners beautiful shirts, shoes, deodorants, colognes (all this was not available in the USSR). We met gays from the socialist countries - from Hungary, Czechoslovakia or GDR - and they sold fashionable things to us, because they needed Soviet money but the official exchange rate in the USSR did not suit them.

Babette also introduced a new style of communication, a specific language based on a witty play of words from gay jargon. So our meetings and walks around the city center became fun and entertaining.

But Babette's main achievement was that he was the first to realize that it was possible to approach people "not like that", i.e. straights. Why go to gay meeting places, make daily rounds of them and each time make sure that “there are the same people again” or that “there is no one suitable at all”?

That's how Babette once one day came up to a straight man (or a man from the Caucasus), said something to him, chattered him up and, in the end, had sex with him. After a while it became a system. And after a while, I myself switched to the same system. We can say that it was very successful. But more on that later.

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