"Stella was British. She was from London and had become established in Amsterdam working first as a cosmetician", says Carl, now almost completely horizontal on the bed.
"Now, wait a minute", say I, "What did you call her a minute ago?"
"Chick with a dick."
"So, she was really a man."
"She had a penis, probably still has it." Carl is right now smirking quite broadly.
"So she was, or he was, really a man."
"We had that conversation a few times, Stella and I. She just said, call me Stella. That's who I am, nothing more, nothing less.
"So she identified as a woman?"
"She merely identified as Stella."
"Sounds like a remarkable...um...person."
"One of the most."
"So how did she end up having a, you know..."
"A willy? That came first. The boobs were add-ons..."
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