My Name is Three.
It’s absurd to change one’s name to Three as an adult. I’m aware of that.
I was immersing myself in a Muslim community for the first time. I was still learning the basics of what it meant to eat Halal and fast during Ramadan. I soon learned what people were saying. Like never before in my life, my gender was a cornerstone in most social interactions.
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