Jenny’s story: It doesn’t matter what you’re wearing.

I was going on a bike ride when I experienced some unwanted attention. Not that it should matter what I was wearing but I was wearing athletic shorts and a tank top. We were rising up a hill and there was a baseball field nearby. The occupants of the field found it necessary to call and whistle at me. Not only did I question myself but it really put a damper on my ride.
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