Genderbending at the Madhattered

Genderbending at the Madhattered

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My friends are cyclical, like the eight seasons. Always changing, always the same. I photograph the perpetually gendered in little rural towns outside the city, towns with names like Ash and Beech and Coriander. It wasn't political. Nor was I. Then I met Sunshine. Originally published in Strange Horizons (Februrary 2004)
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