The Tea

How could a city like Boston feel so small when estimated 700k people allegedly call it home? Yet somehow, every time I stroll down Columbus Ave for a martini stop at Anchovies, it turns into a gay reunion. You either know them, or you know someone who’s kissed them. In Boston’s gay world, there are only two categories: the familiar and the mysteriously new. And when I meet one of those rare, unconnected gays, someone without mutuals, without history. I literally feel like Sc