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I look in the mirror and there’s a knot in my stomach because of the bit of padding that I see on my stomach.  I am nowhere near obese and actually weigh less than the average person my height, but…

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Arion’s Brave Story

RAPED I know that it was Summer. The humidity in KZN can be debilitating. My golden skin glistened. Having a tan living in Durban is hard to avoid. Down the road, opposite the Drive-In, a path past the rubbish dump…

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Let me let (myself) go

A few years ago, I was engaged to a perfect man. At least that is what I believed he was. Everything I had ever wanted was wrapped up in one parcel, looks, humour, intelligence, kindness and for once, I was…

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Coming-Out Drag

When I was little I used to call high heels “cluck-cluck shoes” because of that sound – that authoritative smack – they make on the floor with every step. One of my earliest memories was cluck-clucking my way down the…

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I’m the STIG

So, I just got back from the clinic, and it’s official… I’m the STIG: Sexually transmitted Infection guy. It was bound to happen, I guess - a few too many times tripping the light fantastic and living la Vida Loca…

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Photography: Dylan Louw

JD’s coming in and out story

My coming out story, if one can call it that, has always left me (and whoever cares to listen) chuckling. It is a perfect representation of how JD would handle a situation; in a sort of haphazard fashion, and then…

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