Life sucks. Life rules. . . . . [image description: in a rare smiling photograph, Candystore, a trans-y white-bodied lifestyle drag queen stands on a dark rock wearing light gray boots, bright green jeans, a citrine-colored, oversized knit sweater and a tam-style hat from Copenhagen. In fact, the scene behind shimher kind of looks like Copenhagen: a churning gray ocean curling with foamy spines below a spectacular swath of blue sky—some wild gradient beginning at cobalt blue and melting down into a pale peaceful blue, smattered with flattish, fluffy white clouds spread across the sky like curdled milk before it’s all cut off by the stark horizon where maybe you are, on the other side of or somehow connected to me by this water (if you’re near water), but we are definitely connected by the sky. Quick! Point your face toward it, I am too, looking at you. Hi.]