In a city like Brussels, where the streets can feel more like hunting grounds, a black queer woman confronts the relentless catcalls, the unwelcome stares, and the everyday harassment that strips her down to prey. What happens when she decides not to flee, not to shrink and fluff her afro even bigger than before? What happens when she discovers that the very femininity they try to exploit is the weapon women wield? The woman, through spoken word and pole dance, tells her story : you may have come for me, but now I’m coming for you. With my pussy. Unapologetic, untamed, and unstoppable.