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Renji Isamu. Male, 29 years old. Bisexual. Number 1 celebrity gay novelist in Japan. 
Handsome, thick wallet, professional, but live in sorrow.

Renji is used to doing one night stands. With mens. With girls. With friends. With whores. For him everything is same. 

In the past, Renji wasn't like that. Deep disappointment has changed him. His father hates him being able to love men too, Renji is separated from Veer and his family from Netherland. He fled ... And then lived alone in Japan. 

In Japan Renji falls in love with Jean. A girl. But, he fell broken again. When he was about to get serious with Haru, a guy, reality had slapped him hard. 
Two failed marriages. Renji doesn't want to live a life of romance and fuck everyone.

However, one day Renji met Ginnan Takahashi. A gigolo. Male prostitutes in a 24 hour bar. They met accidentally. They stare at each other without a plan. And they fell in love with so many stories.

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A POETRY FROM GINNAN TO RENJI:

["I could be anything in the world, but i wanted to be his"]

["I don't believe in magic, but they said 'You will, when you see him"]

["He is a mess, but he is a masterpiece"]

["And how dare the world to take him"] ~ Amsterdam, Midnight.

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GAY NOVELIST

They deserve to be happy and get the attention they deserve.

So that night, with a crazy heartbeat and a roaring breath, Haru carried Sherly into the car. He also took her out of the house that had been dreamed of becoming the family's palace.

Haru didn't care anymore about how much money he had spent to buy it just a moment ago.

At that time Haru only had one thought: why did he ignore Renji in the first place?

Why think the man instincts are a joke and deserve to be forgotten?

And even though Haru had driven his car into a toll road somewhere—which would have to go a long way—he just wanted to bring all the hope that was left for the three of them. For him. For Sheila. For Sherly. For the future of those who are still waiting.

[We keep this love in a photograph]

["We make these memories for ourselves"]

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