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I did my best to ignore the leering and kissy sounds—“normal” fare for a woman walking alone at night in this part of town—along the way. ,” from the top story of a darkened, boarded-up building.
But first, let’s back up to the first shop I had ever visited, one run by men.“I’m just looking,” I said with a polite, tight smile.“Let me help,” he insisted, his eyes following mine as I scanned the unimpressive selection of vibrators. “I bet I know what you want,” he said, pointing to the back wall of nothing but dildos in every size and color. There was another sex shop, “owned and operated by a woman,” he said. That’s how I came to be chasing down an address scribbled on the back of a receipt and weaving in and out of the side streets of Taksim on a perfectly good spring day.They should be able to shop at a sex shop like they would for clothing,” she said.“But this is a conservative country.” One of Eromega’s unique selling points is very basic: women do not get sexually harassed when they shop there.