cat calls

I am getting used to being stared at by now, in fact I hardly even notice the cat calls and the leery jeers unless they are particularly aggressive. Young kids have an innocent curiosity about them, they often ask my name and seem happy just to get a smile and hello back; but as soon as the boys have turned into teens their tone of voice suggests a completely different origin of interest. I just ignore them and keep on walking. A lot of the times a group of women will look at me, smile, and then start giggling when I return their greetings. I still haven't figured out if they're saying "oh, look at the idiot" or "oh, look how pretty she is". It is probably something in between.