I saw a tranny the other day. Clearly a man, and an ugly one at that, rather tall and muscular, but wearing snaggly blond hair, a short skirt and really big high heels. In a Goodwill, buying more of the same.
Everybody there could tell he was a man, but more than anything else, it just elicited a sense of pity. This was someone that life did not like. And he kind of radiated his misery.
I’m amazed he could find heels that’d fit at Goodwill.