......under the helmet I was sweaty, and did not want all that sweat in my
wig. I put on my skirt over my shorts and walked through the town. “I am
embracing my inner non-binary,” I thought. I can have a skirt, breasts
made of flesh rather than padding, and male pattern baldness not
completely obscured by having just shorn my head with clippers.
Is she trans or non-binary? Regardless, of the definition she chooses, clearly, Clare is completely comfortable presenting as she wishes when she wishes.
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