3-year-old Ava in Shenzhen
The first time someone catcalled me in a way that felt legitimately scary I was 13. The first time I was stalked I was 14. You could say that was the start of my life as an object, but it’s not quite that simple.
I pulled this from a journal entry written during the summer I spent in London three years ago:
Modern child, American…
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