men, hostility and sexual attraction

on my walk this morning i pass two men who make the hairs on my neck stand… i sense their hostility… the first one is white and wiry… a junk yard dog sort of fellow… i do not look him in the eye in case he considers it a challenge, as any junkyard dog would do… as i walk past and continue down the sidewalk i stop to make a photograph… mostly so i can turn and check that he isn’t following me… he’s…