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But mate, the weirdos – oh, they’re out there! Sex-dating’s a gamble, innit? Some geezer once asked me to wear a clown mask – “Sharon!” – I’m like, “What the fuck’s this?” Told him to sod off quick! Then there’s the ghostin’ – they shag ya then vanish, poof! “I need to know who he is,” I’m thinkin’, like Graysmith in *Zodiac*, obsessed n’ shit. Drives ya mental!

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I'm afraid a sex change is the only answer. I believe it stops being painful after a few months and you might even get to like it.

But then, just as I’m finishing up, the power goes out. Seriously? I’m standing there in the dark, holding a wrench, feeling like a caveman. I can’t even see my stoves! I’m laughing and crying at the same time. “What’s next, a meteor?”