6/8/2023 0 Comments The order the cult of serendee![]() ![]() I push past a line of people waiting to get into a popular restaurant. “She’s one of those freaks, isn’t she?” a second voice says. Walking back and forth from my neighborhood to the strip of shops a few blocks away is normally not an issue, but with the University students back at school, the odds of running into someone that doesn’t understand our lifestyle is amplified. I’d stayed late to help clean up after the meeting, volunteering to stay long after everyone else had left. I also feel shame for being out on the street so late. “It just makes us want to know what’s under there even more.” “Hiding under that frumpy skirt and sweater,” he continues from behind me. He leans against the wall-a friend next to him, scrolling on a device in his hand. I cut my eyes to the guy speaking to me, while definitely not making eye contact. I’ve just stepped out of the building, canvas bag gripped in my hand. ![]()
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