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We met at the subway and went to his house. “I only have fruit,” he warned. “Great,” I said. And I was surprised. Fruit. In a bachelor apartment. Interesting. He told me about work, about how he loves the south of China, and why he came to Beijing. “I wanted to try something new, and in Guangzhou the society is still very southern, very ... Not open to many new phenomena. Beijing has always been such a mystical city for me, full of some unclear potential opportunities, well, I decided - why not try. " And it's all in a very beautifully sounding English. Martin. From Inner Mongolia. He studied in Guangzhou, and then - in Hawaii. After this exotic internship, he traveled half the country (China, I mean), conducting a case study. Completely voluntary and for your money. “Tell me,” I say, “about your greatest life drama.” “Once I helped a friend-photographer. He shot me naked, sort of like art. And then, after another party, he told me that we needed the final photograph, in a historical context. And we went to Nanluoguxiang (it's about like Palace square). We found some kind of darkened courtyard there and began to take pictures. It turned out that this place was just not far from one of the presidential residences. Well, and as soon as I got dressed, they swept us right away. And I sat in prison, or, say, so, in a place that looks like a prison, a month before that I worked like crazy And then .... Full stop. Fully painted on the day hours. It's me, probably saved from the way of life that I led. " Fruit, by the way, really was in the refrigerator. He cut them and laid them out neatly on plates. To beautiful. And for some reason we did not eat them at all. In the corner of the room I noticed a yoga mat. "Doing something?" "Yeah, when I'm not lazy." He is lower than my head, with such a typical face of a very intelligent boy. The apartment is completely impoverished, but he finally works where he always wanted. 29 years old, lonely and not very believing in a happy personal life. "My father knows that I am gay. Moreover, I have an older sister, she is married, she has a child. So I don’t get so much pressure." We talked for two hours. I really, really haven't been so fascinated for a long time. It helps children from the regions survive the burden of self-identification. He is doing some crazy projects related to tolerance. It helps such comrades like me get the right photos. In general ... It seems to me so far that the best Chinese men I have met are gay. Something like that. Sorry for the many letters.