The Museum of Useless Efforts

From “The City”:

He was certain that once, in his dream, he had discovered the gender of the presence. This discovery filled him with excitement as he slept, but upon awakening the certainty disappeared. It didn‰ЫЄt fade, it vanished, overshadowed by diurnal reality.
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‰ЫчThe presence,‰ЫЄ he said, ‰Ычcould be a man. Nothing leads me to believe that it is a woman.‰ЫЄ

‰ЫчAny sexual definition, my darling, strikes me as scandalous. We are the sex we were assigned; at best we accept it. Let‰ЫЄs hope that in our dreams, if nowhere else, that definition ceases to prevail.‰ЫЄ