Rolling Girl Melody🏳️⚧️😷ⓋTrain station, 10:30am on a Sunday morning. I'm walking CIK to the train station.
3 men - who look drunk from the night before, or possibly high, or both, or worse - are leaning against the railing of the underpass as we climb down the stairs. One of them sees me and starts saying, not quite shouting but loud enough that everyone in the vicinity can hear
"But that's a man! Why is he not dressed like a man? Why is he dressed like a woman? What the fuck!"
I ignored him and kept going. I was worried especially because 10 minutes later I would have to walk back the same way, but I would be alone this time.
Ultimately nothing else happened, I didn't even see them on my way back, but I was quite scared, thinking that I could have probably outrun them if need be and stuff like that.
Ugh. 
3 men - who look drunk from the night before, or possibly high, or both, or worse - are leaning against the railing of the underpass as we climb down the stairs. One of them sees me and starts saying, not quite shouting but loud enough that everyone in the vicinity can hear
"But that's a man! Why is he not dressed like a man? Why is he dressed like a woman? What the fuck!"
I ignored him and kept going. I was worried especially because 10 minutes later I would have to walk back the same way, but I would be alone this time.
Ultimately nothing else happened, I didn't even see them on my way back, but I was quite scared, thinking that I could have probably outrun them if need be and stuff like that.
Ugh.
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