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The waves thrash , the sea breeze sings mockingly in my ear and my heart thrums slowly.
"You are lying" I tell Sami again and he smiles.
"I am not lying" he says.
"You are too straight to be gay, too handsome to be gay. It'd be a cruel joke if you are serious" I say.
Sami laughs in his usual baritone voice. I can almost feel his vocal cords vibrate.
"Too straight to be gay? Too handsome to be gay? That's a new one" he says.
I stand up, looking around.
"Ok, where are the cameras?" I ask and he stands too.
The sun is setting in the horizon, casting an orange glow above the blue ocean a few poles away from us.
Sami comes towards me and we look at each other with the setting sun acting like a priest presiding over the wedding of two weird people.
This is a place I have always im
