As a Malaysian that has lived in many different countries in the past, I have found living in Italy to be rather vexing (to put it lightly) when it comes to getting unwanted attention from the local men. I get asked a lot whether I am a masseuse, whether I’m walking on the street or on the beach. Men mutter at me under their breath, shout at me from passing cars, and creeps tail me in cars. The list goes on.
I dislike the feeling of being objectified and sometimes wish I could zap them with something more than a death stare.
– Anonymous
Location: Italy
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