Friday, 11 July 2025

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"And to make things even more interesting", she adds, "I ended up getting pregnant." "What! impossible", says Carl. "Hermphrodites don't get pregnant. They don't have the right equipment." "I do. Sven and I are not hermaphrodites in the strict sense. We are each both fully male and fully female. Not half and half." "You would be a gynocologist's nightmare." "I daresay", she replies, sounding now remrkably like Carol. "Or perhaps his wet dream Remember, Carl, that prominent gynocologist who happened to be one of my regular johns in the house on the canal?" "I didn't know you have a kid", says Carl. "Had a kid. Suzanna died tragically young from a rare form of leukemia. Not all of us hybrids are immortal. Some are born dreadfully fragile and my daughter was one. I lost her when she was ten yers old." Stella lowers her eyes briefly, because it is clear that the grief is still fresh with her, after so many years. I am suprised and delighted to see how vulnerable and human she is. "When did she die", says Erik. "1957." Stella inhales briefly then swallows and continues, "I continued as a prostitute in Copenhagen. The fact that I simply was not ageing, though upon my daughter's death I was already in my forties, and being both a man and a woman drew to me a very moneyed and very decadent clientele...

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