![]() ![]() Thankfully, they were kind enough to make their exits with nothing more damaging than an eyeroll. I drank too many buttery nipples and made some humiliating passes at some unfortunate nearby women. My brother came with me and brought the woman who would become his wife. When I first came out as a lesbian about six years ago, Pulse was the first place I went. Until Saturday night, the modestly sized nightclub was a sanctuary where we could gather and let our hair down, dress comfortably, play with gender, get serious about gender, flirt, and kiss our partners without fear. The flamboyantly gender-nonconforming among us would either tone down our expression or be eyed suspiciously in downtown proper, but we were safe at Pulse. Located about two miles south of the main nightlife action of downtown, it was the perfect distance to be convenient to reach and also comfortably separated from predominantly heterosexual nightclubs and bars. Every queer in Orlando has memories at Pulse.
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