My Cardboard Balcony

Endings We started in our Benicia condo with sushi, sitting on a blanket on the floor and trading words and smiles with dancing chopsticks. Three and a half years later, a reprise, only this time, we are leaving our Benicia condo. But the new house is lovely. Even better, we own it. It's ours. And the sushi this time was much tastier.

Scottish TERF by Belinda Roddie Shame that J.K. Rowling can't be the opposite of transphobic.