I suppose whoever decided to let loose their mind swapping device picked New Year’s Eve in Times Square for the impact it would have. There were probably a million people there, including myself. Just as the ball dropped, the crowd cheered, and then we screamed. We were all in new bodies now.
At 11:59, I had been a man. And now at 12:01, I was a woman. The night was unseasonably warm that year, though I was still cold in the black dress I now wore. I wondered if she had left a coat somewhere.
I stayed longer than most as the streets emptied. I think I had hoped to find my original body or that this woman was looking for her body; neither happened. And so I just stood there contemplating my new life.
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