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03/08/2020 Chesham Street

It was Pride weekend and I had just moved into my new flat and was taking a call outside when two drunk men who were crossing the street, suddenly stopped when they spotted me and started staring and “whispering” loudly how “fit I was” and were trying to guess my age based on the size of my boobs. I ignored them until one of them came back asking how old I was and if I would date his friend, all I could reply was “too young and way too good for you” luckily they left after that, but it left me shaken to be objectified in a “safe area” in the middle of the day.

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