I work in a restaurant everyday. That’s why when i come home it’s already late and night has fallen
I take the metro and many young boys shout at me.
I was very surprised when i turned around and i saw their childhish faces.
They insulted me. I told them that i was more older and that they can’t talking to the girl like that.
I follow my road and i never forget that in every age, we can be a victim or a protagonist of street harassment.
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