Over the next months, Nadia learned the rituals of this underground culture. The secret hand signals to signal safety in public bathrooms. The code words on dating apps that meant “I see you, you are real.” The way they celebrated Diwali not with families who had rejected them, but with a potluck in the basement, where they lit sparklers and danced to old Lata Mangeshkar songs, their laughter filling the cracks of their broken hearts.