"Sometimes I say to my friends – because they were born a girl – 'Would you be a boy for a day to see what it feels like?' And they say yeah, but I'm like: 'I don't have to because I'm both.'" Do you really think you're both, I ask, or do you think you're a girl?
Having had experience of both state and private prisons, and facing the likelihood of serving time in both, I ask him what he sees as being the main differences between the two.
The light went red, my feet touched down to stop and steady myself, and as I gazed at the traffic backing up in both directions, I asked myself, "Where on earth are all these people going?" Then it dawned on me...work...work
But when, at the first Conference on International Terrorism, at which we were both speakers, I asked him to apologize, he flatly refused.
"What if Kipling and Ward were both boys?" I asked her tentatively.
In weighing both options, I asked most of my married friends what they did with their wedding dresses.
There were seven on the shop floor, both of those I asked about the location of products took me straight to them.
After almost three days, we were both relieved, and I asked the marine if he would like a shower and a good night's sleep, between sheets (the sheets meant a lot).
They were both articulate when I asked if it might simply be more progressive to abolish marriage altogether.
"But do you, can you, love them both the exact same way?" I asked her.
