In his New Yorker review of the book, Crispin Long points out that one of the things that makes Peters’ novel so compelling is that “she is refreshingly uninterested in persuading the public of the bravery and nobility of trans people, and lets them be as dysfunctional as anyone else.” What does this suggest about how we as readers consume stories about marginalized lives? What moments of dysfunction were the moments that were the most difficult for you to process, and why? How did you make sense of Peters’ intent as well as your own reaction?