I was walking on a sidewalk in downtown Washington, D.C. when a group of four men closed in on me. One guy extended his arm to try to get a “high five” with a “hug” and wouldn’t let me pass until I acknowledged him. It was either to jump into traffic or remain cornered by his group so I pushed and punched him with my fist. Luckily I was carrying keys so I scratched him, then ran away.
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The side of the sidewalk I was on had a broken street light. Where it was darkest was where I was harassed. It’s stupid that I should have to avoid dark sidewalks, but it’s also unfortunately as I learned, a truism.
– EL
Location: Washington, D.C., USA
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