#egypt women killings
On a crisp winter Cairo day, before the first COVID-19 quarantine struck, I got catcalled during my second undergraduate semester, by a group of male students, on campus. I had almost exclusively worn oversized sweaters back then — not that any outfit justified incidents of harassment. My reaction was immediately to drown out the world, pop my earphones in, and fast-walk, as I had been taught, away from the premises. Reporting the incident never crossed my mind. How could I?…
