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When I was driving to work today, I saw on the opposite side of the street a car slow down and pull abreast of a woman who was jogging ... having been hollered or honked at almost every time I've run on Avenida Cochise, -not because of the devastating sex appeal of my large t-shirt, baggy running pants, or scrunched-up socks, but simply because I have boobs- I was suspicious ... then a hand stuck out of the car window and handed the woman a water bottle. I think the world is a lot better place than I sometimes give it credit for.