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Gang Stalking – Thank God for New York City!

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My network connection is on again.  Not in the way you would think.  I put in my 4G spot, and it won’t work.  But I’m connected to the internet, anyway.  What’s happened is that I’m connected to the computer in the complex where I live.  I knew my connection was not working,  so I checked the location to see what area connection I had.  I knew I was right.  The network connection is coming from a man who lives 7 doors away from me.  The man lives by himself, has no furniture, his clothes are all over the floor, and he’s always watching me. ( I watch him right back )  I’m connected to his network access. It’s okay with me; maybe I’ll cancel my network access and just use his.  I’ll save myself money.

My computer is back on because they can’t find out what I’m doing.  When I’m typing they can always tell what I’m doing, but without the use of my computer they don’t know what I’m up to.  So to find out what I’m up to, they let me have my network access again.  It makes life easier for them. I don’t talk with anyone because most people I’ve run into are untrust worthy.

So now, my modem is off, but my computer connection is on.  Isn’t it great?  The man must think I’m stupid.  I figure if the computer is on, I might as well use it.  Either way, they’ll hack me, so might as well take advantage of them.

(By the way, the above paragraph was erased as soon as I got on the computer. Two times already.)

I keep thinking, are these people for real?  The U.S. government has a bunch of sub-humans chasing me around all day and night, and, still, they haven’t accomplished their goal:  to get me put into a mental institution,  on tranquilizers, or to get me so angry that I’ll be arrested.  So far, I’ve managed to stay sane and in control.

I’ve stay sane because I’m a New Yorker.  You see, New York is a city that’s very difficult to live in, so New York prepared me for all the garbage that’s done to me.  New York is very noisy, often unpredictable, dog-eat-dog mentality, only the fittest survive.  So I’m so thankful I grew up in New York and have a tough hide.  I think if I’d grown up in a small town I doubt I would survive the savagery done to me.  So I love, love New York.  Thank you New York for making me tough.  I didn’t realize what a gift it was to grow up in New York City. It made me very street smart.

If my grammar does not sound right, it’s because it’s hard to concentrate when every other word I type gets  cut.

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