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[feotakahari]

I’ve been trying to read physical books, and I’m drowning in all the cishet. Charlie Jane Anders is almost a relief, because I dislike her writing in the same way I dislike a lot of stories by queer people on Tumblr. I can look at this and be fundamentally uninterested, but in a way that reassures me that people who aren’t cishet exist and I didn’t just dream it all.