There are few things in this world that revile me more than that special breed of creature I have named the transfetishist. I say this because today I had a conversation with one when I went out to get breakfast, and it went like this:
Guy [long gawking stare at me while I stood beside him in line]: Hey there, pretty.
Me [glancing over, weak smile,
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