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Dear Fabrice

Thank you for this powerful piece. I didn’t find it boring or a litany—in fact, I found it deeply insightful and necessary. It stirred something in me, something I hadn’t quite named until now. Your reflections on loneliness, community, and the Radical Faeries helped me realize I’ve been quietly gathering the cooperative components of a vision for over a year.

I’ve been exploring the idea of restoring abandoned €1 homes and railway stations in southern Italy—not just as retreats, but as living, breathing community hubs. Spaces for art, theatre, music, herbal healing, and spiritual restoration. Places where people can simply be—no story required, no identity policed. Just presence, contribution, and connection.

Your article was spot on — that the LGBTQ+ community has always built parallel systems of care. What if we did it again? Not just to survive, but to thrive. To create villages of healing and creativity, where loneliness dissolves through shared purpose. Renovation, cultivation, celebration. The journey itself becomes the medicine. In addition, it brings community to these lonely places because many of these areas and towns and villages are abandoned or sparsely populated.

I’d love to hear more about your time with the Radical Faeries. Those stories could help spark something for others—especially those of us living in exile, navigating PTSD, or feeling misunderstood. There’s a great parallel between queer alienation and mental health invisibility. Not to conflate, but to acknowledge the shared ache of being unseen.

I’m considering writing a larger piece about this vision. And if anyone reading this feels called to co-create these spaces—whether through crowdfunding, conversation, skill sharing or simply showing up—I’d welcome it. Feel free to message me.

And if anyone ever finds themselves in the Philippines, I’d be honored to share a coffee and some philosophy. Sometimes, presence is the most radical offering.

With gratitude and mythic momentum, Coach Adam✨🙏😎

Noel Thorpe's avatar

When young you party and you have friends so called.

The older you get the more you look upon these people in a different light.

When your partner in life gets sick and you struggle to look after them.

Then they pass on or go to a residential nursing home Then because you are old you are alone and lonely.

Unless you live in a big city then you are behind the 8 ball.

Priscilla, Queen of the desert comes to mind because in that move there was a quote of "we hate the cities but they hide us."

I think the article written is what most people experience when older not young in the gay society.

Gay people as a whole as young just party not thinking of getting older.

Struggle as older with no home or out on the street.

This was proven when AIDS hit.

Family had to take in not knowing that they led a different life. Or you died in hospital or a hospice.

We live on the margin of life regardless.

Some think other wise but from being in my seventies I know different.

If you have a partner you are sheltered in life.

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