[The more he talks the more he picks up of this. Forgive him for assuming New York only, but if he's guessing right and times haven't changed much between when Rich was living and this guy was, Prior'd be a fool to not go live with his people. There weren't many safe pockets outside those precious big city neighborhood where you could go as camp as you pleased and not take a sock to the gut for it.
Not that that stopped the bruising anyhow. But support helped. He thinks briefly of that Mellon kid. Mikey had said the fuckers were wailing on him in the first place because he was gay and daring to walk around proud of it. He might have done better by getting out of dodge, but he couldn't possibly have anticipated just how deep the roots of brutality went in Derry. Hate sprung out of it like water from a busted fire hydrant. The night he'd been walking home with the boyfriend something worse than bigots was taking a sledgehammer to the hose knob. The bridge beating might have been expected. What happened when he hit the ground under it...
This is getting pretty morbid. Cut the crap, Tozier. Enjoy a hint of friendliness for what it's worth.
Richie scoffs and makes a big show of holding his nose to ward off the stench.]
Oh, boooo! Don't give me none of that East Coast snoot. Gimme the sun and surf and the rock'n'roll, and you can keep all that's civilized with your damp and your snow. It's enough to make me stop missing planet Earth!
What about the time? Are you north or south of the new millenium? I'm 1985, practically a dinosaur to everyone except that guy asking about Ash Wednesday.
cw for mention of hate crime/assault
Not that that stopped the bruising anyhow. But support helped. He thinks briefly of that Mellon kid. Mikey had said the fuckers were wailing on him in the first place because he was gay and daring to walk around proud of it. He might have done better by getting out of dodge, but he couldn't possibly have anticipated just how deep the roots of brutality went in Derry. Hate sprung out of it like water from a busted fire hydrant. The night he'd been walking home with the boyfriend something worse than bigots was taking a sledgehammer to the hose knob. The bridge beating might have been expected. What happened when he hit the ground under it...
This is getting pretty morbid. Cut the crap, Tozier. Enjoy a hint of friendliness for what it's worth.
Richie scoffs and makes a big show of holding his nose to ward off the stench.]
Oh, boooo! Don't give me none of that East Coast snoot. Gimme the sun and surf and the rock'n'roll, and you can keep all that's civilized with your damp and your snow. It's enough to make me stop missing planet Earth!
What about the time? Are you north or south of the new millenium? I'm 1985, practically a dinosaur to everyone except that guy asking about Ash Wednesday.