I came on to say similar. I grew up in Brussels, also large Algerian/ Moroccan/ North African communities there. The street harassment was unfuckingbelievable. Starts when you are around age 12, or I suppose once old enough to be out with friends without parents. On a night out (wearing jeans and jumper) you would just expect to be hassled many, many times.
Like the previous poster I (and all my female friends) were harassed, verbally abused, groped and followed. It was terrifying at times. I never told my parents. I think partly because I was embarrassed, partly because I thought it was just to be expected and partly because if I did they might have stopped me going out with my friends. I told them about it as an adult as a result of the Femme de la Rue documentary. I can’t find a link to full thing but part of it is here (highly recommend):
My parents were shocked and had no idea how bad it had been. I can remember being absolutely amazed when I came to England for uni. That girls would go out in skirts! Wouldn’t have crossed my mind. In many years I have ‘only’ been groped once in the UK.
I think it’s really important to confront these issues. I was definitely think there was an aspect of not speaking up about it because it might be deemed racist. Anyway fuck those guys. I hope my daughters never have to experience the same thing here.