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| \begin{quote}
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| Do you think it is possible to know others better than one knows themself? Is truly knowing anybody to that level even possible?
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| \subsection*{Hold My Name Beneath Your Tongue And Know}
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| Given the circuitous path I have taken with my own identity and how long it took me to figure out just why that fit so well, and given the rolling of eyes that I received when I told my down-tree instance But The Dead Know Nothing, I think I ought to say that it is most certainly possible for others to know one better than one knows oneself, even if only on the level of a microcosm.
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| ``I think I am transgender,'' I said, and she laughed in my face. She laughed!
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| ``Oh, honey,'' she said. ``I am quite pleased that you have caught up at last.''
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