Street harassment was a constant in my life for as long as I can remember. I was 12 and waiting at the bus stop the first time it happened. Grown men..I am talking 40 and up, working on a construction site across the street would comment on me and my “nice body” on a daily basis. At 14 I was at a block party with my family when I was followed and harassed by a group of 20 something men.Every single time I would walk anywhere as a teen I would get honks and whistles. As a young mom, I was followed and harassed by a group of teenagers. Even today…in my forties, it happens.
– Lola
Location: the street, the store at work.
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