All Edna Jean Robinson wants for Christmas are nice ’n’ naughty boobs and a sickening holiday for the gayborhood’s students
BUCK ANGEL descends on Big D to spread his emancipating gospel. The F-to-M stud wants to liberate us from gender and sexuality labels that impede the ability to define ourselves. Near the Ervay and Main Street crosswalk in downtown Dallas, a disheveled man approaches Buck Angel and asks for spare change. Reaching into his back pocket, Buck fishes a dollar bill from his handsome leather wallet. “Get yourself a cup of coffee. You. Need. A. Cup. Of. Coffee,” Buck crisply articulates each syllable.