You might think this description of life in a lesbian community sounds like the work of David Sedaris — I know I hoped it was — but alas, it’s a real article from the Times:

BEHIND the gate at Alapine, about five miles from the nearest town in the southern Appalachian mountains near Georgia, the women live in simple houses or double-wide trailers on roads they have named after goddesses, like Diana Drive. They meet for potluck dinners, movie and game nights and “community full moon circles” during which they sing, read poems and share thoughts on topics like “Mercury in retrograde — how is it affecting our communication?”

I would sooner kill myself than live in a community like that (the first time someone asked me how Mercury in retrograde was affecting our communication, I’d snap “Are you fucking kidding me?”), but I guess it takes all kinds.