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The salty air whipped around me as I watched Julian, another gay man celebrating LGBT pride, build a sandcastle on the beach, a wistful smile playing on his lips, and in that moment, time seemed to stop. Our eyes met across the expanse of sand, and I knew, with a certainty that settled deep in my soul, that this brief connection was something rare and precious, a beacon in the vast ocean of my life. We spent the rest of the day entangled in conversation, discovering a shared love for art and a mutual understanding of the struggles and joys of being gay, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, the bittersweet reality of the distance between us settled in, a gentle ache in my heart, reminding me that sometimes, the most beautiful moments are fleeting. Although time and distance separate us now, the memory of that sun-kissed afternoon remains, a testament to the power of love and a reminder that even across miles, our shared identity within the LGBT community binds us together, forever.