It was pouring rain in New York yesterday and freezing cold. I was unprepared and left my umbrella and rain jacket at home, so I was already soaking when a strange man started making hissing sounds at me across the street from the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
I glance in his direction to see what the noise was and then continued walking when I saw it was some gross man. He then continued the hissing sounds and approached me, really quickly, it seemed, and said something like, “I got what you need” or some shit. I was extremely upset with just being hissed at and followed, and said “Don’t talk to me!”
But then he started grabbing at my hip. I was so shocked to have my physical privacy violated a stranger that I again screamed in his face, “Don’t talk to me!! Are you fucking kidding me??” and ran down the block, where I saw a crosstown bus waiting, and got on. I didn’t look back.
The worst part was that I noticed other people around me from the corners of my eyes and no one did anything to help.
– Anonymous
Location: 5th and 79th, New York City, New York
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