"I was a goth in high school," said the most clean-cut man I knew.
The thought passed through my mind that perhaps he didn't know the stereotypical concept of "goth." Maybe he was that guy. Striped collar shirt under a sweater with khakis guy who thought he used to be goth. He was not. "I used to apply pale foundation, have long hair, and black nails." He was my teacher and I was a student in his senior English class, but I fell to the floor laughing. And he laughed vaguely, laughing at my laughter. And now there's this article.
I'm so proud to know him.
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