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Calling me names

By 10 oktober 2016No Comments

I was biking home and while I was on the Noordzeeweg, which is a bike path next to a highway, with high walls, I was surprised by a loud shouting man who was calling me names. I was the only other person on that road and it was getting darker, so obviously I felt intimidated.

As he continued to bike past me I saw how he shouted also something to a woman biking in the other direction.
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