Thursday, July 7, 2022

 Walking around the empty paint ball field. It is fenced in. Workers swept it for people before they left. We've been here ever since. No one is in there. There is no chance that someone is in there. But as a woman. I am conditioned that when I walk around a new area, to be wary. To be afraid of a guy lurking in the corners. It's not paranoia. It is how we are raised and conditioned. This world is not safe for us. Men hunt us.


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