What frightened Violet was that you couldn’t tell if this person was a man or a woman. There aren’t very many people like that in the world, and Violet knew which one this was.
“One of Count Olaf’s comrades is in the shack,” Violet said. “Which one?” Klaus asked. “The one who looks like neither a man nor a woman,” Violet replied. Klaus shuddered. “That’s the scariest one.”
Her heart in her throat, Violet stood in front of the creature and gave it a fake smile. “Good afternoon,” she said, not knowing whether to add “sir” or “madam.”
I feel ill, this is blatantly transphobic.
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