Anecdotally, last week I (middle aged lady) was approached by two strange men. One tried to grab me outside my work site, and one told me how lovely I was and asked for my number (in target). It’s much, much worse for young women. It’s not manufactured, unlike the doubt of women’s lived experience seems to be.

I keep some in the freezer and have cheese fries every Friday usually. And a melon Ramune. No regrets.

I humbly confess I never watched that show

Interactions feel genuine. I like talking to people here.