I was leaving work Friday afternoon and walking past Union Station. We’ve all seen this kind of man before – you can spot him from a mile off. He was saying something to every single woman who passed him, obviously staring for a long time after they’d passed, then spotting the next mark. As I walked near him, his eyes left another woman’s body and started on mine, feet first and up. As his eyes met mine and he opened his mouth, I said, loudly, “STOP harassing women.” He looked truly perplexed, but it silenced him for the moment.
- Anonymous
Location: Union Station, Washington DC
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