I found a tangle of blood-stained rags by the side of a road. No one near, no trickled trail.
Earlier, I finally saw the local woman I've been told looks like me. She doesn't, but we walk the same way alone in public, our chins raised to an angle just short of pugnacity.

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Eldritch Café

Une instance se voulant accueillante pour les personnes queers, féministes et anarchistes ainsi que pour leurs sympathisant·e·s. Nous sommes principalement francophones, mais vous êtes les bienvenu·e·s quelle que soit votre langue.

A welcoming instance for queer, feminist and anarchist people as well as their sympathizers. We are mainly French-speaking people, but you are welcome whatever your language might be.