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Today, my daughter & I bumped up smack up against toxic masculinity.

I hate him a bit for this, this menacing man who honked and waved as he drove by slowly, looping us four times in our ten minute walk.

Why wouldn’t he just go the hell away?

Maybe he meant no harm. But she sensed me tense. She knew I was watching him watch us.

And I had to explain why. What it means to be a girl in this misogynistic…