blockquote>In 2013 I was on a mission trip in the Red Light District of Amsterdam leading a group of undergraduates from my Christian university. I was young, clueless, and closeted. When I saw the rainbow flags effortlessly dangling from the bars on the canal I shuddered with fear, conflicted by my own curiosity and desires. There lies the Forbidden Fruit. The venues I longed to explore were mere feet away but worlds apart. Surely I could never reconcile the mystical side of myself with these sex-obsessed homosexuals. There was no place for theological discussion or philosophical debate among these pleasure-seekers. Little did I know in the dens of these dive bars lived the very souls I sought.