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 Title: Chromatic Key
-Date: 2016-10-01 22:30
+Date: 2016-11-22 07:33
 Category: commentary
-Tags: two-type taxonomy
-Status: draft
+Tags: two-type taxonomy, anecdotal
 
 I had occasion to sing a little song at a party recently, whereupon a trans woman who was present—let's call her "Deborah"—immediately asked if I was gay. (I'm not.) When talking with her later, mentioning that our mutual friend had been trying to convince me that I was trans (which kind of backfired, incidentally, but that's another story), she stressed that anyone who sung like me had to be either gay or a trans woman.