Anecdote of my one art school colleague who wears women's clothes:

Back in the 90s, he and a friend were having lunch at the edge of this one park in Manhattan, and his dad was going to meet them there, and out of the corner of his eye he sees his dad, who's a police officer, circling the edge of the park.

Next thing he knows, his dad sees that he sees him and cups his hands to his mouth and bellows up the street to him, "HEY, WHERE DID ALL THE JUNKIES AND HOOKERS GO?!?".

"You know," my one art school colleague was like, "New York City really did change fast, just like that."