“Sorry Sir, I’m Not the Man You’re Looking For” by Stella Meadows
The only word I understand is monsieur. A sling of unintelligible French blindsides me as I walk down the street; and though I have no …
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The only word I understand is monsieur. A sling of unintelligible French blindsides me as I walk down the street; and though I have no …
Episode Description: Editors Matthew, Elena, and Melissa talk to Stella Meadows about her brilliant nonfiction (as well as what makes brilliant nonfiction in general), identity, …
I didn’t always know I was a woman. That’s one of the myths – that every trans person knows it from Day One. I guess …
It’s a perfect day for a cigarette. When I smoke I prefer a menthol cigarette, or a “Minty Fresh,” as a friend of a friend …