In france I was taking a leisurely jog along the canal and some juvenile delinquents probably arab threw a glass bottle which missed me by a second.
And; remember when I was running along the same canal and a group of youths- residents from the nearby welfare center started with the comments. First they were of a sexual nature. Perverse but what could you do. They progressed and by the time I gave them the finger the commentary escalated into a language I could not understand. However, I heard the words "horse" and "whore". A raging vehemence I could not understand. So much that by the time I passed a french resident working in his yard he gave me a look I also could not understand. The look was half-weary and horrified and said "Do you understand that?"
Because maybe I could not live with myself if I really understood.
My stride would not be so light.