I was walking down the street in Accra, Ghana, with a group of about ten other American’s, both males and females. It was about 9 pm, but we had made this walk about a hundred times over the course of about a year, so I wasn’t concerned for our safety. We stopped at a traffic light, waiting to cross the street, when a man grabbed my butt and asked if I “liked to be licked”. I was so horrified and humiliated, I couldn’t respond. None of my friends had seen. I just stood there and pretended like nothing had happened. Eventually, we were able to cross the street, away from that man.
– Shae B.
Location: Accra, Ghana
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