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I had to de-gay my apartment completely. It was not an ardous task, for I was not completely out of the closet then. Still, I worried endlessly. Cleaning out my books took most of the time. I got a cardboard box to hide in my basement. In it, I placed Baldwin, Proust, Mishima, and Wilde. I even threw in Yourcenar's books just in case. Two days before he arrived, I panicked. I sent Nabokov's Pale Fire down as well. I did not wish to risk anything. Charles Kinbote could disinter me. He tried to treat me like a man and I did not feel like one.
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