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New submission from Ella

I got so sick of street harassment in Vancouver that I bought bear mace at 3Vets (near Broadway and Cambie). Not sure if it’s my increased confidence carrying a perfectly legal product or what, but the harassment is way less. I’ve only had to pull it out of my bag once, and the guy ran, I mean, literally ran. Now he knows the fear I once had to feel daily!

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New submission from MD

So I’m taking the metro and this guy comes up to me and whispers in my ear. He’s close and starts making lewd comments that make my skin crawl. He said very disgusting things. The more look frustrated the more he smirks like he’s getting off on it. I get out of the metro early and wait for the next train. I reported this to the transit police. I am always a bit tense and guarded when taking the sky train now.

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There is a  guy harrasing people along false creek condo along main street

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New submission from KatD

I was walking along Dunsmuir on Friday night talking on the phone with my boyfriend and headed off to the BC Lions game, when I suddenly felt and heard a slap on my butt. I spun around to see a guy running in the opposite direction and around the corner along the Seymour. All I could do was yell “EXCUSE ME!!!” after him. I didn’t see his face or the others he was with.

This is the first time I have experienced a physical form of street harassment, and now the few times I have walked alone at night since the incident I have been really anxious and super aware of my surroundings. During daylight and/or with others I have also been anxious but nowhere near the same degree as at night. I want to be able to be me and be in public without being anxious that someone will invade my personal bubble and touch me inappropriately.

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New submission from A

While sitting in the airport passenger lounge, waiting for a flight, I was approached by a man in his 60’s. He looked very distinguished and was wearing some kind of military officer’s uniform. He leaned in very closely and told me to smile. I told him I was busy. He said it again, and added that pretty girls should always be smiling. I said I was busy thinking about work and didn’t want to smile for him. He repeated himself like he didn’t hear me. I told him to leave me alone and he finally went away.

Unfortunately it turns out he was on my flight. Just before takeoff he actually came to my seat, leaned in close again, and said it was a shame for a pretty girl to be rude. I told him loudly to go sit down but he talked over my words. Finally some people sitting behind me spoke up and also told him to go sit down. He finally did, still repeating what a shame it was.

I felt sick, being treated like a doll that existed solely for a stranger’s enjoyment.

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New submission from A

I was walking alone on Burnaby Street when four young (20ish) men approached me. As they walked by, one of them lunged at me and screamed loudly. I flinched and the four guys laughed and kept walking.
For a couple of seconds, I really thought they were going to beat me up. If their aim was to scare me and shake my confidence, it worked.

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New submission from A

I was riding the Kitsilano bus alone one day, wearing a knee-length skirt with a cherry pattern on it. The bus was pretty crowded, so I was standing near the back. I noticed a guy in his 20’s leering at my legs and licking his lips. I stared back at him, hoping that if I caught his eye he might be embarassed.
Instead he noticed me and grinned, and told me that the cherries on my skirt looked juicy.

I told him his comment was inappropriate and gross. Suddenly he got angry and started shouting at all the passengers around us that I was a cold, nasty, mean bitch. No one intervened.

I told him that if not tolerating bad behaviour makes me a bitch, then I was happy to be a bitch. He kept shouting insults at me and about me, all the way from Kits Beach to Broadway.

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New submission from A

While riding the Robson bus I saw a young female  student being harassed by a man in his 60’s. The man was sitting next to her, asking repeatedly to be her friend. The girl clearly had trouble speaking English and was trying to be polite but she looked frightened and trapped. He asked her if he could put his arm around her and then did so without waiting for an answer. Then he put his hand on her knee. She looked like she was about to cry.

I approached them and greeted the girl as if I knew her. Then I asked her (with a gesture to make it clear) to come and sit with me. She did, and the man actually glared angrily at me. I glared right back at him, just waiting for him to say something. He didn’t, and he got off the bus shortly after.

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