Published: October 18, 2020
The pandemic reached Australia, lockdown began, and gradually I forgot how to be me
Back at the end of last summer, the two weeks of debauchery that was my Mardi Gras ended with Club Kooky, Sydney’s legendary queer party, which in 2020 celebrates its 25th year.
Ask anyone who goes to Kooky regularly about the party and they sound like members of a cult. I can’t do much to dissuade from that view, either – despite having lived and worked in queer spaces for over a decade, until I moved to Sydney a few years ago and discovered this community, I had never felt such a sense of near-ecstatic queer belonging.
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