After months of anti-authority espionage, involving intense friendships and wild sexual encounters, I am finally tracked down by the Russian police and compelled to leave the country. I take leave of my friends who, like me, are male and in their twenties. A pile of presents await me downstairs in the local cafe. Here I will spend my last hour with my special gender defying friend and his/her young daughter. I sit clutching my head and weep melodramatically.