One time, I was walking through the town I used to live in (I was with a family member or a friend and their parents, I can’t remember). I was wearing boots with a small heel, I remember how happy I was to get these boots as they “made a clip clop sound” when I walked. I happened to walk past an over-middle-aged man sat on the floor against a wall smoking a cigarette. He proceeded to wolf whistle at me because I was wearing boots. I was 8 years old.
