A long time ago, in what seems like a galaxy far, far away, a much younger version of myself would take his musty wine-red faux-velvet seat in Folkestone’s Curzon Cinema, ready to be immersed in whatever the curtains opened to reveal.
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My appeal to defenders of the “trans women are women, period” argument is stop dismissing those of us who are not yet persuaded as transphobic. Instead, engage with us, show us the errors of our ways, while being prepared to question the absolute rightness of your own.
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