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I guess someone with "Lad" in their screen name would know about homosexual bars in San Franciso.
Although never quite as pretty as Jude Law, I was in my youth often summoned by Hansom Cab from my rough East End dwellings and whisked to Tite Street Chelsea for Oscar Wilde's after dinner amusement, yes.
Unlike Sarah Palin, Oscar was as much a stickler for contraception as he was for aphrodisiacs. So naturally the coke and the champagne were always of highest quality and the condoms of the finest French imported Chamoix.
It's such a shame to have it proved once again that 'The Colonies' are in fact as brutal and as uncouth as we of East End and Chelsea always thought that they were.