Been meaning to make this post for a while and putting it off bc idk how to do it right, but here goes: earlier this summer I learned of the passing in April of the legendary Twin Cities tagger Transtifa, who tormented local nextdoor nerds and facebook fascists more than perhaps any single person over the past 5+ years.
Seeing a transtifa tag around town always made me and my homies smile - and you were bound to see them everywhere, because that bitch got AROUND. How did she do so much? I learned how one day after catching a glimpse of her roller skating down a dark street at lightning speed in a crop top and short shorts, bag of spray cans and paint pens slung over her shoulder.
I was hashtag blessed enough to meet her before Transtifa took off, thanks to (and this fits her perfectly) grindr. We didn't totally hit if off at the time (mostly bc i figured she was totally out of my league, lol) but we did have a nice stroll around town sharing art tips. Later we worked together on some art in advance of an action and damn, her freehand lettering sucked but she blew me away by climbing out to paint the outside of a railroad bridge with zero hesitation 
Tbh just the amount of haters she had was admirable.
She was one of the boldest and bravest people I knew, one of the few people I've ever remained in awe of after meeting them, and lived far more in her too-few years than most people do in a lifetime. I didn't know her well but I miss her a lot--just knowing she was around tearing up the streets gave me something vaguely like hope.
I'd say be the transtifa you want to see in the world, but there won't be another quite like her and I wish I'd told more how much I appreciated her when I could. Rest in power and paint, girl.
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