I got whistles and other things yelled at me while on vacation with my family. I was a teenager and I didn’t know why they were doing that. I was confused, ashamed, embarrassed because others stared at me then. Not even my parents did or said anything. I still remember it and it was 40 years ago.
– AM
Location: Watching the ships in a harbor in northern Minnesota
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