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“Whatcha doing?” Darcy asked in a sing-song voice, as they walked in on Elle with a stack of paper, folding meticulously.
“Making some zines.”
Elle handed over an unfolded sheet with beautiful line art surrounding infographics with data refuting all the tired transphobic talking points, grabbing one for herself, and with a few deft folds it was a little booklet that could be passed out.
Darcy’s eyes bugged out. “That folding is like magic. Can I help?”
“I’d love it,” Elle said, eyes sparkling as the two got to work, cutting and folding, creating and building community, step by step.