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Me too.

I’ve been lucky in that it’s been mostly verbal harrassment by rude men in random encounters in public places. At this point in my life – as with many other women I know – it’s this insidious norm of co-existence where you learn to dismiss and move on.

People tell stories of monsters that creep in the dark, but the reality is so everyday and everywhere that it’s almost the opposite.

I believe in the strength of women for so many reasons but one foundational reason is what it takes to just exist – to walk down the street, to sit down somewhere to eat, to go get a drink, to go to work, to go home – and hope nothing happens to you.

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