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I doubt the OP was that close to the man or that her intention was an act of voyeurism.

She should give the image to the local police, maybe it's a habit.


It's not just a man thing, the worst I've seen was outside (what is now) KFC in Brixton town centre.

A busy Saturday afternoon when a woman hoisted up her garments and let rip.

The steam cloud was amazing, I really felt sorry for people eating Pizza in the restaurant.



Loz Wrote:

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>

> You can photograph them, but purposely

> photographing their genitals is an entirely

> different offence to simple photographic consent.

> See all the cases of 'upskirt' offences.

*Bob* Wrote:

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> What if you photograph them but only show the

> picture from the neck down?

>

> Like they do with obese people on the news?


I always feel sorry for those people. Imagine seeing your own fat ass on the telly whilst you're trying to eat your dinner.

@ Dennis big lolz


I too have seen a woman in Brixton, doing exactly as you said, at the bus stop near McDonalds - and again I was equally disgusted, however, it was clearly evident that this individual had serious mental health issues and enjoyed the shocked looks we all gave.

You know, I realised this evening as I schlepped through Shoreditch (skirts held slightly away from pavements and walls, breathing through my mouth) that there are probably people who think stench of piss = urban = cool. It's probably being brought here by people who can't afford zone 1. That's just wrong.


(My phone changed the above to 'stench of loss', which I liked so much I almost left it.)

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