![]() ![]() I had always hated seeing pictures of myself, but these made every kind of sense. I could now see, laid out before me on my screen, the panorama of my life as a girl, from giggling preteen to last year’s matron. Instead, over the next week or so I hunted down and fed in every image of myself I possessed, beginning at about age 12: snapshots, ID card pictures, studio portraits, book jacket photos, social media pictures. And yet I didn’t delete that cyber-image. But I had seldom allowed myself such a graphic self-depiction over the years I had occasionally drawn pictures and altered photographs to visualize myself as a woman but had always immediately destroyed the results. Changing genders was a strange and electric idea that had lived somewhere in the recesses of my mind for the better part of my 67 years. I fed in a mug-shot-style selfie and in return got something that didn’t displease me: a picture of an attractive woman in whose face my features were discernible. Although the app allowed users to change age, shape, or hairstyle, I was, specifically and exclusively, interested in the gender-swap function. ![]() ![]() I’d had a new phone for a few months, and I was curious. On February 15, 2021, I downloaded the application called FaceApp to my phone, just for a laugh. ![]()
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