“Hey! Ladies, are you working?” Daphne and Penelope whirl around and, as if heading into battle, approach the young man who calls out to them. They’re in their twenties, wearing T-shirts with feminist slogans tucked into denim shorts, star-shaped hair clips, and, above all, boundless patience in the face of this plump, languid suitor leaning against the seawall. “We’re mediators for the City of Marseille, and we work on preventing sexist and sex…
This story is only covered by news sources that have yet to be evaluated by the independent media monitoring agencies we use to assess the quality and reliability of news outlets on our platform. Learn more here.
“Hey! Ladies, are you working?” Daphne and Penelope whirl around and, as if heading into battle, approach the young man who calls out to them. They’re in their twenties, wearing T-shirts with feminist slogans tucked into denim shorts, star-shaped hair clips, and, above all, boundless patience in the face of this plump, languid suitor leaning against the seawall. “We’re mediators for the City of Marseille, and we work on preventing sexist and sex…