I turned and looked, he was stooped over looking at me and shouting for an answer from me. “Oy, you. You a man or woman?”
Hannah was walking the empty streets of London, when a drunk asked her the question. How did she deal with it? Read, What does it matter?, for another beautifully written post from Hannah.
This Does Not Bode Well!
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Sometimes we can see the hand writing on the wall and we try not to believe
it. Right now whoever wrote that on the wall should have their mouth washed
out...
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