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She has a lot of fun with this red-haired shemale during a late visit to the library, where they find a historical erotic book that inspires them to do ‘it’ in various positions. The soundtrack, featuring Clara Morgane's fresh version of this song originally sung by Wenta from the Canadian-French rock opera Starmania, sets the scene: "When I walk down the street, I hear men whispering, 'Look at that woman, what style! She's the kind of woman you don't see anymore.' Is she a star in decline? Is she a star of the future? Look at that hair! That azure blue hair. If you could see me naked, See me from every angle, Gentlemen, you would not be disappointed, To discover my true nature. You would sell your soul, To sleep in my arms, You would leave your wives, To go away with me. Don't call me Madam, Without knowing who I am, I'm not a woman, I'm a transvestite. Transvestite of your bodies, Transvestite of your souls, Transvestite of your dreams, Transvestite of your dramas, Transvestite of your days, Transvestite of your nights, Transvestite of your loves, Transvestite of your lives. You would sell your soul, To sleep in my arms, You would leave your wives, To go away with me. Don't call me Madam, Without knowing who I am, I'm not a woman, I'm a transvestite. Transvestite of your bodies, Transvestite of your souls, Transvestite of your dreams, Transvestite of your dramas, Transvestite of your days, Transvestite of your nights, Transvestite of your loves, Transvestite of your lives. I am everything you want, I am everything you think, I am your wounded loves, Your lost youth. I am your secret desires, I am your suppressed hatred, I am sex demystified, I am violence personified."

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