the younger, dumber me
made some bad choices
smiling when strange mildly attractive men
hit on me in bodegas or on the train
sometimes i'd let them follow me to bars or music shows
and it never ended well
it wasn't until i found myself locked in a bathroom with one of these men
and the smell of urine
i will never forget
that moment i decided to stop talking to boys in bodegas
and men with bad pickup lines on trains
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