I saw an amazing cruising scene unfold on the tube the other night. Two fat white gay guys got on the train and one sat down. The standing guy looked a bit like a Daddy. He was approached by a younger brown-skinned man who said nothing to him, there wasn’t even much eye contact, but he held the Daddy’s hand and played with his fingers. At the next stop the brown-skinned man tried to persuade the Daddy to get o’ the train onto the platform with him, but it went nowhere and he leš alone just as the doors were closing. The sitting man saw nothing of this, as far as I could tell, and neither did anyone else, but I saw it all happen. It made me think of my own experiences of cruising and being cruised in public.
PHOTO SARA DAVIDMANN