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It was vodka and tonic that I drank during the party. Something to do with Jesus, Easter and the simplicity of life. We took the chairs back to IKEA (Flynn decided to keep the bar stool) and got our money back. All of that dancing and drinking was to mark his departure from the current flat. SOMA was going through a development so the building was being bought up and Flynn paid to vacate it. It was close to Starbucks and the Borders that later I would be coming back to with Ken. My trips to Trannyshack and Heklina continued now often just with Trevor. We would park the car by the [motel inn] and walk to the bar. San Francisco was now mine. One night I saw a guy in the Stud standing and enjoying the show. I immediately fell in love with him and later wondered how the universe conspired for me when I met him online. His nickname was Wanderlust, he also lived near the 5th Street exit and he gave up smoking for lent. It was to his place I went after the last night of the Model UN rather than staying for the final party.