Robyn-Jane has a blind date. As with anyone approaching a first date, she's experiencing a turmoil of preparation, what look to pursue, which shoes to wear, and will he take her seriously as a woman.
As she says: "Is this beginning to sound more like 'Mission Impossible' than a date?".
For her it's the culmination of six years in transition. But what about him? Just another day at the GIC for her new psychiatrist, the man who has the power to authorise her GRS.
Wish her luck, over at Retrobassgirl.
The Melting Pot
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Okay—everyone who knows what that means, raise your hand.
But were we ever really a melting pot?
Or were we only a melting pot for White Anglo-Saxons?
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