Rose of No Man's Land (2005)
Rose of No Man's Land
“The bus stop was a wooden bench with splinters so thick they poked through even the very nice, very thick material of my best sweats, harpooning me in the ass. Everytime I shifted I had to stand and pull a tiny wooden spear from my butt cheek. I wondered if I could get tetanus from bus stop splinters. Figured Ma would know and then decided to forget it. It would only result in Ma somehow having tetanus. I was a little embarrassed to be so early, so eager. I concentrated on looking aloof, like a... loner, lost in my own deep thoughts. The world around me encouraged this by ignoring me completely. Man, what a difference it makes to not look like a giant girl. I know that any female is vulnerable to the occasional ass-flasher, but really, the amount of lousy shit I get when I walk around in Kristy’s clothes versus the relative peace and quiet when I scoot around clad in sweats is staggering. It’s like these dudes are programmed to scan for glitter or certain shades of pink, and as long as you’re wearing a trusty pair of sweats and some gender-ambiguous flops you don’t trip their radar.MoreLess
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