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When it was his turn to speak, his voice trembled. “I think… I think my name is Leo. And I think I’m a man.”

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The woman, whose name was Maya, smiled. “No one starts with a map, honey. We just start walking.” When it was his turn to speak, his voice trembled

“First time?” a woman asked, sitting down next to him. She wore a pin that said She/Her and a bright yellow headscarf. Leo didn't just find a label