Dear Readers: We're rerunning some very early columns while I recover from shoulder surgery.This column is from February 1999 the Hey, Faggot days and doesn't appear in the online archives.HEY, FAGGOT: I feel dirty.Not dirt that can be wiped away with a Wet Nap, but two-cans-of-Ajax kind of dirty.
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