queery-dreary darlings than the photo of a grinning bare-chested cutie snapped in the act of unzipping his pants.

"Talk about inspiration!"

Although Reed's "Expose" goes on and on, I will not. The point that Hush-Hush could not understand if it tried, is the odd situation of manhood so normally cherished, along with everything a male should possess, being preserved by those very males who are supposed to be so unnormal and unmasculine. Of course, these comments are not intended in any way to curtail the pleasant art or publication of representations of the male form. The Hush-Hush article, however, serves to remind us how difficult it is for the heterosexual to grasp even a glimpse of what makes up a homosexual or homosexuality.

"QUEEN CITY" WITHOUT A QUEEN?

Burlington, Vermont, has many fine qualities not the least of which is its high regard for the individual and individual opinion. This is true of most of Vermont, probably, even more than Burlington. There are those who might refer to it as puritanical and victorian Vermont-as if these terms were in any way similar. Victorian the area certainly is, thank goodness, with Burlington a little less so than the rest of the State but still healthily of the opinion that the individual, not society, is the paramount consideration.

On Sunday afternoon, July 16th, a young man walked into the Burlington Free Press City Room and announced to the astonished persons present that homosexuals some of them ranking citizens, others "common deviates"having a field day in that city. "I'm scared and want out," Ed-

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ward Davies, 24-year-old and at that time without address, told reporter Joe Heaney. He should know he admitted; since May he had made "big money" procuring. It was learned that Davies had been stabbed in the stomach with an ice pick about 11:15 of the Thursday night prior, after being told someone wanted to talk with him in the men's room of the Burlington Bus Depot.

Now he was scared and "I don't know what to do," he said. "I was afraid some idiot might try it again. while I was in the hospital. I've talked to the police. Now I want to talk with someone neutral." Davies wore a white shirt over a bandaged stomach. His talk was nervous, animated.

The story of his involvement was like this: last May he was sitting in the City Hall Park. He was out of work and broke with a wife and 3 kids to support. He was wearing a pink shirt. A man came along and invited Davies to have something to eat with him and later over to his hotel. Davies discovered that the man had a lot of money. The man also made passes at the youth but was rebuffed, so Davies claimed. But Davies promised to introduce the man to some "fellas" for a price. "That's how it started," explained Davies. "It was easy money and I needed it. From that first guy, I got to know others"-indeed, over 300 he later confessed. Davies went on, "I would get $5, $10, or $15 for each guy. The amount I got depended on how far the guy I got would let the homo go."

But by June, Davies averred, he got fed up with the whole business (or lack of it) and with himself. He repented the evil of his ways and told the police all about it. That's when he got stabbed.

Describing in detail his accusations, he told reporter Heaney

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