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“You’re not an imposter,” Nia said. “You’re an ancestor in training. One day, some kid with shaky hands will walk through these doors, and you’ll be the one who remembers the pool cue, the pizza, the phoenix on the wall.”

She gestured to the room around them—the mending pile of clothes, the books on trans history, the hand-painted sign that said You Are Safe Here . shemalevid

Later, when everyone had gone home and Mars was locking up, Nia pressed something into his palm. A small, smooth stone painted with a single lavender stripe—the transgender pride flag. “You’re not an imposter,” Nia said

“You’re brooding again,” Nia said, not looking up from the newsletter she was folding. She sat behind a rickety desk cluttered with rainbow stickers, condoms, and a small framed photo of Marsha P. Johnson. Later, when everyone had gone home and Mars