It was the 1900s and you were walking home late at night after a long day of work when you heard the sound of people in a nearby alley. Curiosity getting the better of you, you peer past the corner to listen in on their conversation.

In the alley stood a woman surrounded by two men, from the looks of her she was a suffragist and the men in front of her definitely weren’t happy about it.

“Leave me alone.”

The woman snapped, holding broken bottle from the alley towards the men.