*Kick Een She Back Door, Part II
This week in feminism takes us to San Fernando, Trinidad. High Street on a Friday afternoon, the sun setting and a weekend buzz slowly rising from the people rushing for taxis and liming on street corners. I find myself in the midst of the loud music, heavy traffic, lunchtime garbage, and crowds. So there I am, walking up High Street when a man taps my arm and then sort of grabs it and says, "Come let me tell you something." OK. Needless to say, he ruined my sunset.
