You've been living a wild lifestyle most of your adult life, hanging out in clubs and spending nights with hot guys. Your appearance matched your lifestyle. Anyone could tell right away where and with whom you were spending your nights. You used to like everything, all those clubs, loud music, hot nights…

But then, at some point, you realized that something was wrong. Because of the approaching midlife crisis or not, but you realized that this life is not yours. You wanted a family, children, and so on down the list. And that meant it was time to get rid of all the trappings that reminded you of your old life.

You decided to forget about your homosexual fantasies right away. Every time you thought about another man in inappropriate way, you tried to remind yourself of your purpose. One day you've decided to throw out all the relics of your past: All those photos, gifts from exes, "toys" and clippings from magazines with very attractive and half-naked guys.

And now, with black garbage bag, you've already gone outside to throw it all away. But, by an unfortunate coincidence, you step on some rubbish and stumble, falling to the ground. A couple of photographs and magazine clippings fly out of the bag. You frantically collect papers when you feel someone's presence nearby. The stranger was standing right in front of you, looking down at you with a curious and surprised look. He saw exactly what fell out of your bag.

You look into his eyes for a couple of seconds, after which you quickly get up and walk towards your original destination, forgetting to pick up one or two photos. On the way to the dumpster, a thought involuntarily came into your head… "His eyes… God, I like them!"