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So the strangest thing happened to me in Segovia today and I need to get it off my chest. (No pun intended...you’ll understand later.) Earlier on the beautiful Tuesday afternoon, I was walking home for lunch after my last art workshop with Jesús (which was great by the way, I finished my work and I love it) with my roommate, Teah and my friend Shelby. We were minding our own business talking about something or other and we reached the aqueduct where many kids/students were. Well, one boy started walking with us...sort of. He was lagging behind us a bit which was fine and as we turn the corner and start walking on the street that Teah and I live on, he started to creep closer to me. This was totally bizarre to me because not many people live on the same street as us and it doesn’t get a whole lot of traffic plus, the kid was like walking next to me. Just as I thought he was going to say something to me, he put his hand on my chest (yes, and grabbed my boob) and began to ran away. Yes, I screamed! Immediately, Teah and Shelby begin to ask me, “What did he just do to you?!” and stunned, I wasn’t really sure what to think about what has occurred but I responded, “I think I was just tagged.” I don’t know if it was some part of game or a dare that his friends told him to do but either way, no one saw it so his buddies won’t believe him. Oh well, after being stunned for a while, I’m okay now. I can laugh about it and tell my friends at school about the Segovia boob tag game which I guess is cool to do around here.
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