Many, many times in Groningen (city center).. Not only street intimidation is a weekly thing there (calling you names, following you, shouting ‘kankerhoer’ in your face, while I am just walking home with my groceries), but also physically harassing happened to me frequently. Guys harassing you, and when you kindly ask to stop touching you …
Ik liep door Amsterdam, langs een busje van de gemeente en 2 ambtenaren (misschien hoveniers). Eén bleef naar me staren en nam me van top tot teen op. Hij zei ook: voor jou een tientje. Ik voelde me goedkoop, vies en beledigd.
Ik was op weg naar mijn werk vroeg in de ochtend, het was nog donker. In tegengestelde richting kwam een man aanfietsen, op hetzelfde fietspad. Terwijl hij langs fietste keek hij mij verlekkerd aan en bleef staren.
The male occupant of a car whistled at me, pulled up next to me, and stared at me. [got_back]
In front of the grocery store a man smiled at me and said hello. I said hello back. He got of his bike and asked me if I wanted to get to know him. I told him I wasn’t interested. He started parking his bike and I told him good day and entered the store. …
Ik liep met een vriendin over straat. Vanuit de tegengestelde richting kwam een meneer aangefietst. Terwijl hij langs ons fietste verminderde hij vaart en fluisterde ons allerlei seksueel getinte opmerkingen toe. Toen ik terugriep of hij kon herhalen wat hij zei en of hij gek geworden was, fietste hij snel door maar bleef achterom kijken. …
It’s been nice weather in Holland two days in a row now, which means it’s time for summer clothes. Which also means; let the catcalling begin (or intensify). On day one a boy felt it to be necessary to tell me I had “Great Juggs” (literal words). After a few steps to process what had …
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Being followed by a man on a bike, while parking my bike, he passed, looked at me, continued cycling, braked, returned towards me, came up to me, looked at me (was on the verge of saying something) then decided to cycle away. Second time, same man followed me on the bike, I saw him accidentally …
I was walking in the late afternoon down my street and noticed a man walking towards me. There was nothing strange about it– he was just walking in my direction, probably to the store nearby. But something made my body tense up as he got closer. I made a point not to make eye contact …
Broad daylight, parking lot next to a supermarket. Man, at least ten years older than me, alone, with a shopping bag, stops and stares at me. Like I’m a tennis match, just walking by. I have to walk past him to enter the supermarket and he doesn’t move, just staring. After I pass, he says …
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