I'll be 41 years old this month.

I'd like to say I've lived a bit of a life. I've had and lost friends. I've found and lost love. I was even married for a little while. I was directionless career-wise coming out of high school but now I'm quite successful and am paid well for it. I'm moderately well-travelled. I've been to and seen a lot of places both domestic and abroad and not all of them were so nice.. some were even outright sketchy.

But today, on April 1st 2024 - I saw my very first bona fide, honest-to-god, ready for use, manky Glory Hole. A clearly frequented hole in the side of a toilet stall complete with some eager gent waiting on the other side.

From now on my life has been split in two; before I saw a Glory Hole and after. I was so young in the before-times. So naive. So full of hope.