It’s called a glass ceiling because it’s invisible. There’s no roid-filled, bicep-thrusting bouncer at the door denying you entry, just a mysterious mix of gender-flavoured factors that prevent ascension.
On the other side of this barrier are the Chosen, bathing in their power, chuckling smugly at those stuck outside. They’re definitely involved in unholy rites and they shun both the patriarchy and the razor.
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