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HOLLA ON THE GO: Awkward

I have a middle aged gentleman staring at my chest in a restaurant, and I’m not sure about verbal harassment because he only spoke to me once and not in English, but the watching has been going on for ten minutes now. Awkward.

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Harassment at the mall

I went to the mall to return a pair of jeans and as I was leaving I saw a group of guys walking towards me. I cringed. I hoped they wouldn’t say anything and I tried not to make eye contact. As I walked past them, one of the guys grabbed my wrist and tried to pull me towards him! I was scared and snatched myself away as fast as I could and kept moving. I heard them yelling things at me as I sped out of there. Nobody intervened or looked concerned.

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HOLLA ON THE GO: “Lemme braid that for you.”

Walking down the road to the bus stop at 9am. I’m braiding my hair as I walk because I didn’t have time to do it at home. Traffic on the road is at a standstill since it’s rush hour. A male from his car tells me “I see you braiding your hair. I can see your arm’s getting tired. Lemme braid that for you.”

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HOLLA ON THE GO: What next?

I was filling up a gas can at the station down the road from my house and as I walked to pay I noticed two older white men talking by one of the pumps and a young black man on his phone by the door. As I walked I was whistled at and cat called by the older men I tried to ignore them when I noticed the young guy walking towards me. “What next?” Restoring my faith in males he didn’t say anything to me but rather held the door for me and gave the men a dirty look. It feels nice to have allies.

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The Deterrent

Today started out like any other day. I left the house with my coffee, my laptop and my dignity. I walked down 10th Street, enjoying the sights and sounds of the early morning rush, never imagining that I would have to experience verbal rape at the end of the next block.

He was there, seemingly waiting just for me. His eyes tracked my every move, roving up and down my body as I neared the intersection. I had held my head high as I walked, but then I saw only the dirty concrete below my feet as I tried to avoid his lascivious gaze. The words came next, unwanted but heard.

“I’d f*** that. Mmm. Yeah, I’d tear that p**sy up! Every. Damn. Day. That ass.”

How was I supposed to respond to such disrespect? I wanted to say something, but I was afraid I would OFFEND HIM. But, I had an ace up my…well, sleeve.

My body chose that exact moment to rebel against me (although in hindsight, I now understand my body was only trying to protect me). I farted. Not silently. Not delicately. I knew it was me, and he knew it was not him. The sexual sneer on his face transitioned to disgust so quickly that he staggered backwards in shock. The illusion was shattered. I was no longer some beautiful, exotic creature at which he could shout crude, sexual remarks. I was flesh, I was blood, I was…flatulence. I was just like him. Human.

I do not know if it was a nervous reaction or the overly large bowl of black eyed peas I had eaten the night before, but I know it is unrealistic to think women can sustain the act of farting on every would-be offender. But maybe there is something there…

So here I am, a woman adrift in a world full of perverts – a fart fractured fantasy.

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HOLLA ON THE GO: I’m in love

I was walking and a man followed me for two blocks from the other side of the street, shouting “I’m in love” every few seconds at the top of his lungs and grinning at me.

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“Aw, c’mon let me have a little peek!”

I was leaving Piedmont Park to go to a coffee shop after I spent a good day sketching. I was in a good mood, so I didn’t really mind at first when the group of young men I walked past on my way out greeted me and wanted to high-five me, I thought they were just being friendly. But then they started following me and one of them kept trying to hit on me and commenting on my body, saying that he liked his girls to be “juicy.” I was wearing a fitted t-shirt, baggy jeans, and a wrap sweater. When I pulled the sweater around me to cover up more the creep said “Aw, c’mon let me have a little peek.” Once I had gotten out of the park, they left and I crossed the street to avoid coming into contact with them again even though it meant that I would have to go back across the street to get to the coffee shop I wanted to go to. I haven’t seen them again and I still go to the park as often as I can.

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Toya’s Story

I have had several occasion where I am harassed while working. I drive for a major logistics company. On my way back to the warehouse there was this car that keep riding side by side. When I looked over there was a man pleasuring himself while watching me. He followed me from downtown all the way to fulton industrial.

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