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Kai was non-binary, a truth they had carried like a secret ember for years before letting it ignite into a public flame. To the world, they were simply Kai: the best neo-traditional artist in the borough. But to the LGBTQ+ community that gathered in the surrounding blocks of what was affectionately called the “Rainbow Corridor,” Kai was an anchor. Marcus, sitting in the back, wiped a tear from his eye

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