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04:05 pm
[Link] | Quito was a ghost town yesterday, at least in Old Town. The only people out were a surprising amount of loitering, still-drunk old men and a prostitute who hissed at me. That´s how they show sexual interest here, by hissing. The men always hiss or whistle at my female friends here, and give cat calls that are too vulgar for me to understand yet. And then some of them try speaking in English, because a man who can say no more than ´hello,´ and ´I love you´ in butchered English really turns the foreign women on.
There are a lot of aspects to the latin take on love/lust that don´t charm me at all. I like the frigid logic of Americans who know the difference between the two. I think it´s becuase here they´re traditionally less slutty than we are, so they´re used to calling any sexual whim love. Whithin a week a guy will say ´te amo, te quiero mucho mi amor.´ Somehow there are foreign exhcange students who find that romantic. Although I think that by now they´re just as slutty as we are, except women are still supposed to be chaste so they can´t talk about it as freely. I can´t remember the statistic, but there are a vast number of teen pregnancies in Ecuador and marriages that result from them. And some husbands forbid birth control because they think it´ll make their wives cheat on them, because they couldn´t just buy condoms or say the baby was theirs.
The culture shock is gone I think. It was a week of hating everything and feeling lonely. And the last day and a half all I did was stay in my hostel and watch Spanish dubbed American movies on TV. Except I just took a walk and a random asshole said to me in English: ´Hey Gringo, fuck off you fucking pussy´ and it pissed me off way more than it should have, but then a random guy said hello to me and I´m filled with longing.
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