[Photo taken by Xian Warner for The Asia Foundation]
Written by Xian Warner
A few months ago, while I was finishing up my morning bike ride before work, a guy in a black and red hoodie on a motorbike came up behind me, reached around, and grabbed my breast, then sped off down the road. It was 7:30 am and this was a bustling (by Dili standards) street at peak hour. No one said anything. No one did anything. I, myself, was in too much shock to yell. I tried to pedal as fast as I could to catch up to him but my bicycle was no match for his motorbike.