Throughout queer history , hook-up culture and the freedom to express one’s sexuality with gay abandon (the irony isn’t lost on me) is something many queer people – including myself – see as a marker of difference from our straight counterparts. LGBTQ+ people far and wide learning not only about themselves, but other people through the language of touch is a beautiful thing.

But when I hooked up with a seemingly ‘new’ person to me on a recent visit to my hometown, I was shocked to realise that our bodies weren’t getting to know each other for the first time – because neither of us realised until the clothes had come off that we did in fact already know each other, pretty well.

Once my date had arrived, we chatted for a while about our respective worlds – him living in the home town th

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