I grew up in a working-class suburb with some empty lots and abandoned buildings. Unfortunately, since kids were not taught about good/bad touching, I know of some pretty disgusting sexual abuse of both boys and girls. The very least of it: My parents were lifelong friends with a family whose older son exposed himself to me (the only girl in the group of four 10-11-12-yr-olds) at the playground in the schoolyard across the street from our house. I had no vocabulary to say anything to my parents. This boy became a reported child sex abuser in adulthood.
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