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His heartbeat feels like a dull thud against his unyielding rib cage. He begins to breathe deeply. Then, his heart races so wildly that he gently strokes his pounding chest. His stomach churns with unease. A numbing sensation spreads through his body, interrupted by frantic tremors that rattle his flesh and bones. He tries to calm himself, but the terror only intensifies. It feels like he’s dying.

In a small bar illuminated by neon lights and pulsing with loud music, a queer guy, his face etched with melancholy, is lured to the dance floor by a daring stranger. They dance freely while drinking and share a moment of fondling, charged with sexual desires. Overcome by the thrill, the queer guy feels dizzy as everything starts to slow and blur.

In a small bar illuminated by neon lights and pulsing with loud music, a queer guy, his face etched with melancholy, is lured to the dance floor by a daring stranger. They dance freely while drinking and share a moment of fondling, charged with sexual desires. Overcome by the thrill, the queer guy feels dizzy as everything starts to slow and blur.