I've been pretty lucky since living on my own, as I generally haven't had to deal with the minor terrors that often accompany being a single woman. Not a lot of catcalls, I live in a pretty safe neighborhood, that kind of thing.
But there's a creeper who's been creeping around my apartment building recently, and while he hasn't done anything threatening, his constant presence and his insistence on striking up a conversation is unnerving. He always manages to remind me that I'm a woman, and I'm alone, and therefore I am vulnerable.
I hate it.
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