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The first time I saw Ben at the coworking space, bathed in the afternoon sun, I knew my life was about to change, a realization blooming like a hesitant flower in the garden of my gay identity, a space I had always kept carefully walled. He smiled, a genuine, radiant beam that seemed to melt away years of self-doubt, a beacon reminding me that being openly LGBT was not just possible, but beautiful, and with a nervous flutter, I knew I had to speak to him. Perhaps this shared workspace, of all places, could be where our love story began, a testament to finding courage and connection in the most unexpected corners of the world.