Literally last night this creepy older white guy was hitting on me while I was trying to buy wine. He called me beautiful when I walked in, and pretty girl when I was checking out, and looked at me in a predatory way that I had never fully experienced before. I was legitimately scared and I’m still a little shook. I went in the smoke shop because my friend wanted to, and the older brown guy there was soooo nice, and not in a creepy gross way

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