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Having experienced both, I gotta say the difference between men's bathroom and women's bathroom in bars is hilarious. Like the girls are there borrowing lipstick from some lady they just met and having a full-on three-to-one therapy session for someone crying on the floor. That none of them have met before just now, either.

In the men's bathroom it's full Dark Forest Theory. It's quiet as hell in there, nobody's going to look at you for long enough to contemplate whether you should be there, to avoid the risk that you might look back, catch eye contact and take it as him wanting to fight you. They're just as scared of you as you are of them.

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Having experienced both, I gotta say the difference between men's bathroom and women's bathroom in bars is hilarious. Like the girls are there borrowing lipstick from some lady they just met and having a full-on three-to-one therapy session for someone crying on the floor. That none of them have met before just now, either.

In the men's bathroom it's full Dark Forest Theory. It's quiet as hell in there, nobody's going to look at you for long enough to contemplate whether you should be there, to avoid the risk that you might look back, catch eye contact and take it as him wanting to fight you. They're just as scared of you as you are of them.

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Story idea:

To the great grief of adoring fans, a famous rock band's singer announces that he's retiring from the band, and leaving the public life altogether. He's done being famous, and is going to go into hiding to live a normal regular life somewhere else.

About a year later the band gets a new singer, and she looks almost exactly like a female version of their previous main vocalist, and a huge explosion of celebrity gossip and speculation begins about the new singer being the old singer, who transitioned. There appears to be proof both ways, both of them have some exact same physical quirk or way of moving that's inherent to a person and would be really hard to fake, the same natural hair colour (though one of them dyes their hair), but the new singer also doesn't appear to have one tiny distinctive tattoo the former one had, though she doesn't dress as revealing on stage as he did, so it's hard to say. The band refuses to answer the question in any way, that's personal and invasive, and the vocalist herself pretty much just goes "wouldn't you want to know, weatherboy" about it. The confusion seems to be delightful and hilarious to her.

Eventually it turns out that she isn't him. She's his twin sister, who happens to be trans.

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