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THE BOHEMIAN TRAVESTI OF CABARET (heels at night)


The sound of her heels heralded his arrival, and out with platforms, design or bought shoes for ten euros to attend a party in the Butt Queens petarda the street from Sun
Her dress, made for the occasion, her makeup to conceal his identity, his wig, to misrepresent your profile.

" I am a woman," he kept saying to the mirror every morning. " I'm one of them. I belong to the world despite the lies they told me from that other world where I live and I feel prisoner."

The first step was admitting it to your partner to whisper shy.

" I want you, you're a man. If you love me, accept me as a woman despite the lies of my anatomy " ...

The rejection was instantaneous while the groove showed hot tears.
A broken mirror, shattered.

" I lied by saying that I am not what you reflex."

Confusion, deception ... Other arms, other views, other beds ... Until someone finally stopped, listened and smiled.

" is true. You are a woman. Your sensitivity to the world has become obvious for some time ... ."

And that night, wearing his new identity, he fell through the streets of the city, before the eyes of those people who think that Spain will destroy these new laws.

" Can not hear the sound of my heels on the night of your thoughts? Can not you see I am a woman ... and I must respect? ."

was born so, damage of life,
and everybody talks about me,

if I am male or female,

had to live like

learned to live well ...


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(c) Isidro R. Ayestarán, 2009-2011

Photography: Patricia Gomez of the House

made during the show CABARET
BOHEMIAN
Rvbicon (Santander) - April 6, 2011

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