Hooola washiiita… ¿vamos? Heyyyyy [derogatory+sexualized term for a woman]…. you comin’?
I toss it over my shoulder as a grin breaks loose from the curl of my lips. I don’t like to swear, but I won’t complain. It’s my first time confronting a catcall on the fly. Shoulders square and I slip into a slight swagger, despite the african drum I’m lugging.