Monday, September 30, 2019

PROTEST # 1051-1100 September 30, 2019


Please see my new blog: MY CLEAR DEFENSE VS. THE DARK CORRUPTION OF MY LANDLADY, basically this is my housing nightmare #18 in an album
 



UPDATE POST #1070

AS LONG AS I CAN HAVE THE RESOURCES TO WRITE MY STORY, I'LL SHARE IT WITH MY FOLLOWERS. I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO USE MY WEBSITES AS IT IS THE ONLY MEANS THAT ALLOWS ME TO REDUCE THE BARRIERS OF TIME AND DISTANCE.
New York, May 01, 2020

After years of clinging to a painful path impossible to find justice, today the health crisis caused by Covid -19 put my life behind barriers. My protests demanding justice against Bank of America have been confined to a prison that does not allow me to escape. The
miserable life I leave on the street is now crumbling between 4 walls and hanging from the deadly Covid- 19 and my enemies from home-18.





POST# 1070

ONCE AGAIN, MY PERSONAL LIFE IS IN DANGER... I WAS SEXUALLY ATTACKED, AND I EXPERIENCE CONSTANT SEXUAL HARASSMENT AT HOME# 18 THAT ALREADY MY LIVING IS ESCALATING TO MAJOR PROBLEMS… THE LANDLORD IS THROWING ME OUT OF THE HOUSE IN FEAR OF A TRAGEDY MAY HAPPENS AND SHE COULD BE INVOLVED IN… ADVANCES IN PERSONAL LIFE BLOG
New York, January 19, 2020







...A minute of video confronting my landlady with her sex harassing cousin Spanish only 



Landlady: She says I'm protecting you, because she wants me to like me to throw you in the street.
Me: You already threw me.
Landlady: she's accusing you
Me: What did you do? Without underwear with the loose penis, rubbing it in my arm, grabbing on my face...
Sex Stalker: That is a lie!
Me: Don't you disrespect me?
Sex Stalker: Well let's say yes. I disrespected you, forgive me.
Me: But you're denying it? You didn't have underwear.
Landlady: and you did such a thing?
Me:  let's see... answer it!
Sex stalker: she was on the edge of the bed and I stuck and... I... I was talking... I touched her hair is true, but not with that aggression because you know me, you know who I am.
Me: He is denying! He doesn't have the pants to say that he did it
Sex stalker: I'm not denying anything
Me: Yes, you are denying it! (sex stalker approached the kitchen counter)
Sex Stalker: you were like this... I stuck you
Me: Yes, you stuck at me with that raised up
Sex stalker: Did I stuck myself?
Me: with that stuck up?
Sex stalker: what happens is that you... what happens is that yes, I was without underwear ... you felt it, but it wasn't that it was raised up.

...The 2 faces of my landlady Spanish only



Landlady: Listen! Listen! If it's true… because I'm already doubting it! Do you know why I'm doubting it? By the way you act with me... because look, when you told me that he did that, I did believe you, but now I doubt already.
Me: Do you doubt it?
Landlady: listen why I'm doubting it... by the way you're acting with me... because you've put yourself with me... you pass by, but you don't say to me even good morning
Me: you told me to leave before a tragedy happened. Remember it. Do you think he did something right with me?
Landlady: Imagine that I kick him! After I left my husband. ... when I left my husband... who gave me a hand? ... it's them. So, I can't kick them, I can't throw them out, and I can't stop talking to them.
(Outside the apartment)
Landlady: OK, this can be fixed if I...
Me: He's denying it.
Landlady: Yes, I know. I know he is denying it.
Me: and he's going to deny it.
Landlady: but, do you think this can be fixed if I tell him to move out... that he goes away?



These are the two dangerous enemies I live with. They're talking about murderous thoughts of a 13-year-old boy.





Landlady: I went to court and they gave me this paper.
Me: Perfect!
Landlady: I got this paper to fill it out, I need your first name and last name to put it here... My son is afraid of you.
Me: Oh, my God!
Landlady: My son says...
Me: You're terrorizing him.
Landlady: he says: Mommy I'm afraid of that lady, she's going to kill me and she's going to kill you.
Me: What a stupid thing! Be more afraid of a sexual harasser!.be more afraid of him
Sex harasser’s Sister: - Interrupts conversation-
Me: Look! lady with you I have nothing to talk about.
Sex Harasser’s Sister: Don't raise your voice!
Me: I don't care!
Sex Harasser’s Sister: Don't raise your voice!
Me: I don't care!
Sex Harasser’s Sister: Don't raise your voice!
Me: What! Are you going to hit me? Hit me!
Sex Harasser’s Sister: That's what you're looking for!
Landlady: My son is scared, he's afraid... my son doesn't want to sleep at night. My son is very scared.
Me:  Yes! More scared you must be with a sex harasser who can hurt you.
Landlady: My son birthday was Sunday... And what did he tell me? That do not buy a cake for him because he didn’t want that….
Me: But you bought it for him, didn't you?
Landlady: he didn't want a cake because he was afraid, you'd give him poison
Me: What a setup!







The landlady's son arrived from school, as soon as he entered the kitchen this repulsive sex stalker asked him if he wanted to stay home, he would be with him

This is the heartbreaking conversation that made me nauseous.

Sex harasser: Do you want to stay here?
Boy: Eh? I want first to ask my mom
Sex harasser: stay, I will be here…did you hear?
Boy:  Aha.


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*****BREAKTHROUGH OF OCTOBER POST. ****

OCTOBER 1, 2020 A DAY WHEN TWO CORRUPT PEOPLE, THE SUPER AND THE LANDLADY, WERE IN FRONT OF ME HAPPY TO REMOVE THE LOCK FROM MY DOOR.

 When I was in the bathroom, I heard someone walk into the apartment and the landlady saying her door couldn't be lockless. At 10:25 in the morning the landlady knocked on my door to tell me that my door lock should be removed. Seconds later the super showed up ready to do it. The super told me that none of the rooms could have a lock. He took a picture of the door shaft to send to New York City office.

 THE IRONY OF AN ILLEGAL BUSINESS. THE SUPER CHARGED THE LANDLADY FOR DIVIDING THE LIVING ROOM INTO TWO ROOMS AND KNOCKED THEM DOWN FOR FREE. At 12:15 p.m., I heard the noise of a drill and approached the hallway. The door of the landlady had already been removed and the super was putting shower curtains. Maybe he'd charge you to put them on. The fire escape ladder became accessible.

At night when I was washing the dishes, the landlady's son moved the curtains to see me. I feel sorry for this child, the mother is creating on him a frustrated and lonely antisocial person. Not being able to have the door locked increases my insecurity to live with a sex harasser. This fear made me put a camera in my room and chain on the door.

 


 


 


 



UPDATE SEPTEMBER 30, 2020

THE EVENTS OF SEPTEMBER AND THE WICKEDNESS OF THE ENEMIES WITH WHOM I LIVE WITH HAVE MOVED TO A HIGH-RISK FACET. THE HARASSMENT OF THE LANDLADY AND HER FAMILY TO PREVENT ME FROM BRINGING THEIR MISDEEDS TO JUSTICE HAVE NOT SUCCEEDED FOR THEM.  I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE THE ABUSE AND INTIMIDATION UNPUNISHED, EVEN IF IT'S TIME FOR ME TO DIE.  I WOULDN'T MIND DYING, AT THIS POINT I FEEL MY LIFE WOULD NEVER COME BACK TO ME. 

 IF YOU KNOW ME OR NOT, PLEASE DON'T JUDGE ME.

I’m struggling every day waiting for justice amid a world that is collapsing over my head, feeling that the people I have loved the most have thrown me from the face of the earth to a lonely cliff.

In this month I had to confront the sexual harasser three times. He takes advantage of the lack of space to avoid his encounters in the kitchen, bathroom or hallway. Besides the disgusting meetings he comes from outside without a mask and stays close to me. He does his things just when he knows I'll be around him. He comes to the kitchen pretending he is on the phone or looking for something just to fool me. he leaves the door open to force me to see him.

September 3, 2020 at 5:38:08 pm As soon as I opened the bathroom’s door, the sex harasser six seconds later left his room covering his lower parts with a towel as if he were modeling for me.








September 8, 202 At 10:33:24 I went to the kitchen, the sex stalker in less than a minute showed up to pick up a banana. He stood near me to make me move aside and wash the banana. I asked him why he couldn't wait for me to finish washing my dishes. He looked at me saying the kitchen is big enough for more people.

 



On September 12, 2020 the sex harasser stayed in the kitchen for a long time to slow me down from going to do my dishes. At 10:40:49 I started taking the dishes out of the transport container. Suddenly, in less than a minute at 10:41:16 this wretched man appeared. He pretended to look for a glass from the cabinet above the sink. Then he turned around to look for plastic cups in the cabinet behind me. He took one out of the bag and came up to me to wash it. I asked him why he interrupts me, and he said, you’re just doing dishes. He came out of the kitchen with the glass empty.

 




September 13, 2020 at 10:24:42 pm the sex harasser was in his room on the phone having the light on. At 10:24:47 pm when I left my room to do my dishes, 11 seconds after at 10:24:58 pm he came out of his room. I got scared and said: Shit! he asked what?? then walked in front of me and went to the kitchen. I waited down the hallway for him to leave the kitchen. He picked up the trash behind the sink which was a small amount. He looked at me annoyed by cursing and not entering the kitchen.
Sex harasser:  You need to find an apartment for yourself, alone.
CG: It is not your problem (I said repeated times)
Sex harasser: You get annoyed if I meet you.
CG: You always come to the kitchen when I am here.
Sex harasser: I can get into the kitchen.
CG: Yes! But why you don’t respect the minutes I am here which are 5 or 10 minutes maximum. The sex harasser didn’t answer me and walked away.

 


September 15, 2020 In the afternoon I met the landlady by the entrance of the building with a shopping cart. I let her to go first in the elevator and get into the apartment. When I opened the door of the apartment, I found her shopping cart in the hallway. She had left it on the way to go to my room, I was lucky enough to avoid it. At night as soon as I opened my door to go to the kitchen, 2 seconds later the sex harasser opened his door to get into the kitchen first.

 






*****BREAKTHROUGH OF SEPTEMBER POST. ****

SEPTEMBER 25, 2020 POLICE INVOLVED...

 The sex stalker triggered the smoke alarm. Once again, I had to walk amid darkness and smoke. The landlady came out of her room yelling at me that the alarm wasn't my problem. She told me she owns the apartment and can do whatever she wants. I told them they were using the alarm to terrorize me. She repeated to me that I have no right to give an opinion and began an argument. The landlady’s son was focus in the computer and did not pay attention to the screams. I called the police to ask them not to harass me with the smoke alarm. The worst part is that the fire escape ladder is blocked by two rooms with door and lock.

I waited for the police outside the building. Minutes later, the sex stalker went out to hide because of his status as an undocumented immigrant. An hour later the landlady left. When I got back to the apartment, I found the sex stalker eating in the kitchen. He must have walked into the building asking the super to open the basement door.

 Police suggested I report the situation to the City's Fire Department. FDNY








 

I FEEL BLESSED! TEARS! FINALLY, ONE OF THE MANY LETTERS I'VE SENT ASKING FOR HELP WAS HEARD. NYC DEPARTMENT OF BUILDINGS, I EXPECT NO MORE SCARES OF FIRE ALARM
September 14, 2020







SEX AND EVICTION HARASSMENT
September 13, 2020

The constant sexual harassment has been coupled with eviction harassment. On September 8, 2020 a woman knocked on my door indicating she was coming from the court. On Sunday, September 13, 2020, I found on the floor next to my door a card with an unused postage stamp to pretend that this was mailed to me. The note says the same thing the alleged court clerk said.  It's amazing how a landlady wants to evict to cover up a crime using letters made by her on behalf of the court. Also, involving other people.








SMOKE ALARM IS A JOKE
September 10, 2020

The smoke alarm is used by my enemies at house 18 to scare me. On September 9, 2020, the sex stalker made me leave my room. The smell of burning and the noise of the alarm was intolerable. The emergency exit (the fire escape ladder) was blocked by the landlady and today I reported this violation to the NYC Building Department.



NYC Buildings Department Administrative Enforcement Unit (AEU)
280 Broadway, 1st Floor
New York, NY  10007         

I am a 65-year-old US citizen and I turn to you to report a housing situation that is involved in criminal actions of which I am being a victim.

On October 17, 2019 the super of the building at 2665 Grand Concourse Bronx, New York 10468. through corrupt actions brought me to Ms. Rosa Catano (Aka Ms. Caba) to rent one of her rooms. Ms. Catano had remodeled the apartment 3 H so that two cousins Clara, Ivan and I would pay for her rent. She turned the living room into two bedrooms one for her and the other for her 13-year-old son, the hallway became the living room with furniture, glass tables and other stuffs. This remodeling blocked the Fire escape ladder and the apartment became very dark and unventilated.

Ms. Catano has thrown me out the house to cover a sex attack her cousin did to me. In efforts to push the eviction she is using the SMOKE ALARM to terrify me. On August 24, 2020 Ms. Catano brought a new sofa into the hallway and blocked the apartment exit and entrance to the kitchen. When I came back to my room with a glass jug full of water, I tripped down the couch, fell hurting my knee and breaking the jug. Ms. Catano was in her room and she didn't care about my accident. It was an act of revenge

On August 28, 2020 with my knee in pain I had to run out of my room amid the smoke and darkness, the smoke alarm was activated. I went to the kitchen and as soon as Ms. Catano saw me screamed at me saying: We're burning! We're burning! She said this to terrify me. On September 9, 2020, for about 10 minutes, the smoke alarm was non-stop. The apartment was completely covered by smoke due to burnt meat. Although the family doesn't like I leave my room to find out what's going on, I do it. The alarm causes panic and also the smell of burning is strong. Ms. Catano's cousin was banging the smoke and the alarm with a pillow but due to there is no ventilation the smoke was slow to get out. An alarmed neighbor asked what was going on. The family doesn't care if the alarm is triggered, as they don't even turn on the hallway light.

On April 8, 2020, the fire alarm was also activated. It was another moment of panic to walk thru the smoke, the noise, the darkness and knowing there is no way to escape in case of emergency. Recently, when the apartment smells burned, I have to walk in the dark to see if it's a joke from Mrs. Catano to scare me. I reported this situation to the owner of the building, and no one seems to care.  Also, this nightmare is documented with evidences on my blog www.bankofamericamykiller.com Attached please find some photos related to this case. I appreciate your attention to this matter.

Sincerely,                                                                             
                                           

                                                                      



EVICTION! THE HEIGHT OF BULLYING!
September 8, 2020

This is the height of bullying! A woman came to my room according to her from the court to give me an eviction note. The landlady's misdeeds can't go unpunished.
At 4 p.m. someone abruptly knocked on my door twice yelling at me that it was from the Bronx Civil Court. An unfriendly woman with an unpleasant attitude was alone in front of my door and handed me 2 copies of a letter. This was an unprofessional printed letter with a court seal and an ineligible signature. I asked her when the court date was, and she told me I'll be notified. This was obvious that Ms. Catano intended to intimidate me by not showing up with the alleged court clerk.

  




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UPDATE AUGUST 31, 2020

THE EVENTS OF AUGUST ARE SHOWING THAT THE VENGEANCE AND PERVERSITY OF MY ENEMIES AT HOME 18 ARE INTENSIFYING FURTHER.

ALTHOUGH I'M AWARE OF THE DANGER I'M EXPOSED TO, I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE UP. HAVING NO VOICE OR EARS TO LISTEN TO ME AT LEAST MY BLOGS WOULD HELP CLEAR UP A CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION IF NECESSARY.

AN ACT OF TERROR FROM MY LANDLADY
August 28, 2020

The events that have shocked me a lot take precedence in my blogs and I feel that I must publish them as soon as they happen. My life is documented with evidence to facilitate an investigation if necessary.

The fire escape stair is blocked by the landlady. She turned the living room into two bedrooms one for her and the other for her 13-year-old son, the hallway became the living room with furniture, glass table and other stuff. Today the fire alarm was triggered, with knee pain I ran out thru the smoke and darkness. This evil woman yelled at me saying: We're burning! We're burning!






DRAGGING THE MONTH OF AUGUST FOR IT TO END… HOPING THAT SEPTEMBER WILL BE BETTER

Resisting the pain of my battered knee, without health insurance, taking expired painkillers. My fall was an act of revenge from the landlady, the next day the evidence disappeared
August 27, 2020

See video of the fall at :  https://youtu.be/O6vkRLUYZv4












SECOND TIME OF *****BREAKTHROUGH OF AUGUST POST. ****
 AUGUST 25, 2020

AN ACCIDENT IS ADDED TO MY MISERABLE LIFE!  MY MEDICAL INSURANCE WAS CUT OFF DURING THE HEALTH CRISIS OF COVID 19. I WROTE A LETTER TO THE BUILDING OWNER INFORMING THE ISSUES THAT ARE GOING IN HIS PROPERTY.

In pain! My knee is injured by an accident due to the remodeling of the apartment by the landlady to rent rooms. She brought a new piece of furniture into a full, dark hallway. On the night of August 24, 2020, I stumbled upon a sofa that was blocking the exit to the kitchen and exiting the apartment. I was carrying a glass jug with water and the blow to the ground didn't get the miserable landlady out of her room to help me. I was forced to accept help from the sex stalker who at first blamed at me for the fall.  His sister came out upset. He told me his cousin the landlady was on the phone.


c/o Miller and Miller
29 Locust Avenue
Rye, New York 10580
Attn: Mr. Ben

Once again, I want to bring to your attention another issue that has occurred in Ms. Rosa Catano's apartment 3 H of Grand Concourse, also known as Caba, where I rented a room. I am currently awaiting the Eviction of Ms. Catano and two lawsuits, one for sexual harassment and child abuse.

I want you to know an accident I had on the night of August 24, 2020. Ms. Catano's remodeling of the apartment turned the hallway into complete darkness, and the furniture filling the walking space became dangerous.  Until the night of August 23, there was a dim light against the wall that gave some kind of guide. Now there's another piece of furniture that blocked the space to pass-through. I tripped by breaking a glass jug with water and hurting my knee. Ms. Catano who was in her bedroom which is the living room did not come out to help me. I had no choice but to accept the help of her cousin the sex stalker.

Due to the hostile coexistence I have with the family I use the kitchen after 10:00 pm to wash some dishes and collect water. Day and night, it's hard to walk through the darkness. On April 8, 2020, the apartment's fire alarms were activated. The noise was loud and walking through the darkness and the smoke caused panic. The Fire's escape ladder is blocked by Ms. Catano and her son's bedrooms.

I understand that I am not your legal tenant to make any complaints to you. Regardless of the outstanding legal issues, I'd like to ask New York City if these arrangements are allowed. Unfortunately, the public health crisis caused by Covid-19 has locked me up with these four enemies. I'm sorry for the inconvenience this matter may cause you, but I consider you should know.

Sincerely,

 Clemencia Garzon
Attached please find pictures and two documents relevant to this case.














*****BREAKTHROUGH OF AUGUST POST. ****

Video link https://youtu.be/0bRqP7LG3fE


AUGUST 7, 2020 THREE EVENTS HAVE PUT ME ON HIGH ALERT THAT FORCE ME TO TAKE EXTREME PRECAUTIONS INSIDE AND OUTSIDE HOME 18.

EVENT 1:

THE INCREDIBLE PERSECUTION OF THE SEX STALKER I LIVE WITH ALSO CAUSED FEAR TO OTHER PEOPLE. 

The building where we live has laundry facility in the basement which has access to the public after 9 a.m. Today at 10 a.m. I went to wash my clothes. After I left the laundry room and walked down the aisle to take the elevator, suddenly I saw the sex stalker walking towards me. I was afraid for my life because we were alone. I pressed the elevator and he stood behind me without saying anything. I felt trapped between the wall and his body. As the elevator approached, he moved beside me. I saw that he had something on his hand and could not describe what it was.  Once inside the elevator he stared at me and we exit at the same time. Upon arriving at the apartment, he went ahead to open the door. I waited for him to enter his room first.










EVENT 2:


After an hour I returned to the basement with the intention of bringing my clothes without drying them. Luckily, I found a lady in the laundry room and told her how afraid I was to have a man following me. I felt a little safe and decided to dry my clothes. When I came back to pick it up, the lady gave me a report that terrified me more. 




This was what she told me: video Translation from Spanish
Me: if you hear me scream come
Maria: Ah I'm going over there with you, wait a moment
Me: He was out there.
Maria: Is he following you anywhere?
Me: I found him here
Maria: What color the shirt is
Me: Red
Maria: Then I saw him
Me: He's skinny
Maria: yes! he was here
Me: What time did you see him?
Maria: Long ago
Maria: He was here, I saw him
Maria: He was looking… I asked him about the super
Me: I'll bring down my bags
On my return to the basement:
Me: I didn't see him! I didn't see him!
Maria: Yes, but I saw him right now!  I got scared
Me: Where did you see him?
Maria: At front over there… (pointing the aisle)
Me: He is calculating the time
Another woman: did you see him?
Maria: She didn't see him, but I saw him… it’s weird... I noticed that man is weird
Me:  I know, I saw something on his hand




EVENT 3:

DISAPPOINTMENT!  The evil effects of the landlady's mental manipulation towards her son began to take effects. When I moved into this apartment this kid touched my heart for his naivety, isolation, living with a sexual stalker and other traumas. Today he broke my heart. I found him at 10:35 p.m. in the bathroom which it is used most by the tenants. The landlady and her son have their private bathroom. For the first time we made eye contact as few times we have met. The sex stalker's door was ajar. When I was picking up water in the kitchen all of a sudden, I saw the landlady's son staring at me. The moment he felt discovered by me, he raised a lantern and pointed at me with the light in a clear act of hatred and menace.














August 26, 2020, I spent the day locked in my room struggling not to let my enemies see me walking in pain. My knee didn't allow me to move easily. After 10:20 p.m. I made several attempts to wash my dishes, but the landlady took ownership of the kitchen. Finally, at 10:47:53 she returned to her room and turned off the dim light in the hallway. I did my best not to trip over a glass table. The sex stalker had the door open. As I was about to leave the kitchen and turn off the light, I heard the landlady’s cousin leaving her room. It was very dark, and this caught my attention. When I got to my door, I was surprised to see her cousin inside a closet that is in front of my room. She was on the phone texting







August 18, 2020 once again this sex stalker terrified me in the kitchen. At 10:32 pm the kitchen was available to wash my dishes. As soon as I opened my door the sex harasser opened his to be sure I had left my room. At 10:33 pm he came to the kitchen to pick up an orange from a fruit basket that was at the counter. Before he left the kitchen, he came up to me to pick up a knife. I had to move out of the sink so he could wash the orange. He went back to his room, sat in front of the door to see me on the way to my room.









August 15, 2020 A NEW TRICK OF THE SEX HARASSER TO INTIMIDATE ME. At 10:25:38 pm I left my room to go to the kitchen and do my dishes. The sex harasser’s door was closed, the light of the kitchen was on, but no one was there. I figured out someone maybe forgot to turn off the light and I went to the kitchen. I found a pot in the zinc with few pieces of vegetable I believe it was pumpkin There was a plate on the counter with a piece and a fork. I decided to go back to my room. At 10:27:50 pm when I was opening my door suddenly the sex harasser came out of the bathroom covering his private parts with a towel. I quickly jumped into my room. At 10:42:12 I decided to go to the kitchen, suddenly he came out of the dark to get into his room. We met very close and he slammed his door on my face.






UPDATE: JULY 31, 2020

JULY 2020 A SCARY MONTH LIKE SOME OF MY PROTESTS. I FEEL TOTALLY EVICTED BY JUSTICE AND WITH NO HOPE OF HAVING PRIVATE HOUSING SOON. I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO SURVIVE THE ABUSERS. THE INSISTENCE OF THE SEX STALKER TO ATTACK ME AGAIN HAUNTED ME DAY AND NIGHT. LEAVING MY ROOM BECAME A NIGHTMARE I CAN'T HELP… THE DISTANCE FROM THE APPROACHES WITH THE SEX STALKER HAS BEEN SO SHORT THAT I HAVE BEEN AFRAID FOR MY LIFE... THE DARKNESS OF THE APARTMENT IS AN OBSTACLE TO MY EVIDENCE AND A BENEFIT TO MY ENEMIES

Throughout the month of July, the sexual harasser I live with increased his obsession of harassing me. The strategy of leaving his bedroom door open to see me enter the kitchen and then he appears there stealthily or hearing the bathroom door when I open it or close it, made him a custodian of all my movements.

THESE ARE SOME OF MY MOST MISERABLE DAYS

***HARASSMENT IN TWO MINUTES… SEX STALKER SWAPPED HIS PANTS FOR A TOWEL***July 25, 2020 at 10:46:19 p.m. I opened my door to go to the bathroom. It seemed It seemed that no one was around; all was dark and quiet. My intuitions of being free of this stalker failed me, he came out of the bathroom just as I walked in and stood by my room’s door. While I decided whether to brush my teeth or wait, the sex stalker swapped his pants for a towel that almost it fell out of his hand. In the morning at 9:28 a.m. when I saw his bedroom door open, I quickly walked into the bathroom. Immediately this stalker came out of the dark aisle to surprise me. I could NOT stay locked in the bathroom for so long and had to leave. By the time I opened my bedroom door I had the man behind my back.






***MY NIGHT OF TERROR*** July 12, 2020 I was washing my dishes and this man appeared in the kitchen stealthily and shirtless. He put the plate of his food on the counter and opened the fridge. Suddenly he came up to me in slow motion and picked up a knife from the dish-drying rack. I panicked and barricaded myself against the wall. He opened the fridge again and pulled out a box with a cake and cut a piece. Besides of seeing this man with a knife on hand, I worried for the short distance he was in front of me. He comes in and out of the house and I don't know if he takes caution for Covid-19.






 ***THE HEIGHT OF ABUSE AND SHAME*** July 15, 2020 in the afternoon this sex stalker came out of the bathroom just as I opened my door. When he saw me, he had the nerve to ask me if I wanted to dry the wet floor after his shower. Later he came to the kitchen to use the sink. I felt desperate for so much harassment and asked him if he couldn't wait for me to finish washing my dishes. He didn't answer and stared at me. When I left the kitchen, he was by the entrance waiting for me in the dark.










***DISRESPECT AND SEXUAL DEPRAVITY***On July 18, 2020, when I tried to go into the bathroom to wash my hands the sex harasser was coming out.  He stopped by the door, looked at his shorts to draw my attention to the position of his penis. Two minutes later he left his room with a towel covering his private parts.






AN OBVIOUS ACT OF HARASSMENT... July 22, 2020 all day this sex stalker was at home with the door open lurking the moment I go to the bathroom or the kitchen. At 10:25 pm when I was washing my dishes he came to the kitchen, put his dinner plate on the counter and opened the fridge without taking anything. He went back to his room and brought a banana. He made me move my things to wash it. Suddenly he appeared behind me to throw the shell in the trash. He grabbed his plate and pushed me to put his in the sink. After my second trip to the kitchen to bring water I turned off the light and when I got to my room this man was near my door with a towel covering his lower parts.







***THE STALKING OF MY ENEMIES IN THE DARK ALTERS MY NERVES***On July 1, 2020, when I was returning from washing my dishes and before opening my   bedroom’s door this sex stalker appeared in the dark to scare me. I reacted with a scream and he responded to me by saying: “Why do you get scared if you know there's more people in the house."




On July 5, 2020, the sex stalker scared me again in the dark. I shouted the word "shit” and this made the stalker laugh at me. As soon as he saw me in the kitchen, he came in to open the fridge and not taking anything. I turned off the light of the kitchen and walked to my room. He waited for me by my door asking if I thought he is so ugly to scare me.







Today July 31, 2020 in the morning I published my post of July. At night during the only time I could go to wash my dishes the sex harasser was ready to harass me 8 seconds after I leave my room. He followed me to the kitchen and showed me part of his butt.







UPDATE JUNE 30, 2020

MY LIFE IN THIS HOUSE IS A WAR WHERE MY CAMERA IS MORE USEFUL THAN A WEAPON... THE SEX HARASSER CONTINUES HIS ROLE OF HARASSING ME, I HAD TO CONFRONT HIM AGAIN... MY ENEMIES COME TO THE KITCHEN AT THE MOMENT I'M WASHING MY DISHES. THEY WATCH ME, OPEN THE FRIDGE AND THEN SHOW ME THEIR BUTTS…THE CORRUPT BUSINESS THAT THE SUPER STARTED IN JUNE 2019, IS STILL IN FORCE… THE APARTMENT’S RENT BILL SHOCKED ME

On June 23, 2020. At 10:22:03 pm I was washing my dishes and the sex harasser stood next to me, put his meal plate on the counter and started stroking a bottle to get my attention. Then he opened the fridge pretending he was looking for something. I later returned to the kitchen to fill a jug with water, when I came back to my room this man was in the bathroom with the door open, he seemed waiting for me, with a towel over his lower parts. On June 2, 2020 the sex harasser saw me passing by the kitchen. He began to speak tangledly making it difficult for me to understand his offensive words. The next two nights he did the same and I let it goes. On June 4, at 10:21:57 pm I went outside to throw out the trash, he didn’t see me because he was distracted with a pot on his mouth.  At 10:23:19 pm when I returned, he saw me and started talking the way he does to fool me. I came back and asked him if he wanted to tell me something. He said NO. Immediately, he asked me same question. I told him no, I want to talk but in court.









Since June 2019 that the super of this building promised me help getting the studio apartment 3 L. Unfortunately, I was victim of his deception, lies and false promises. On August 31, 2019 when the studio was vacated, he told me that had no keys and had to break a lock to clean it, paint it and make repairs. After many failed attempts to speak to him he told me that he had misplaced the only key he had.
October 27, 2019, I heard someone talking loud inside the studio. I asked him how the studio had been rented if the door did not have the upper lock. He said one of his friends lived there temporarily. This day he asked me for $200.00 loan, according to him it was to complete the salary of people who worked on the fifth floor. He was expecting a check for $7000,00 and then I'd get my money back. I ran away from him.

On May 16, 2020 I met the man who lives in the apartment 3 L that is in front of the elevator. He put the bottom lock, took the garbage out and then we exit the building together. On June 11, 2020 once again my feelings of helplessness were upon me. While waiting for the elevator appeared the super with a technician, they needed to enter the studio. The super’s secret tenant asked them to wait. Knowing the super's cunning for dirty business, it was obvious that he would make more money by renting it to a friend than I could pay him as a commission.  He charged me commissions for the two rooms that his friends rented to me to live a hell. On July 9, 2019 I lent him $100.00 and he never paid me back. He's sure the owner of the building would never find out about his corrupt actions.






On June 1, 2020 I found the rent bill of the apartment outside, $1,942.28. I was surprised that the landlady was on time on payments despite the public health crisis and quarantine due to the Covid-19 pandemic. She works in a gym in cleaning and has stayed at home the whole time.
  





UPDATE JUNE 1, 2020

THE DAILY POSTS I PUBLISH DURING MY PROTESTS I'M GOING TO REPLACE THEM WITH A MONTHLY UPDATE OF THE CAPTIVITY I LIVE IN. ALTHOUGH ALL MY DAYS ARE BEATEN BY THE MISERY, I WILL ONLY HIGHLIGHT THE MOST RELEVANT FACTS.

May 29, 2020 The psychological war between the sex harasser and I to see who resists the most to the torture of living as enemies, is my daily challenge. In the battle every night to use the kitchen, I was able to finish washing my dishes at 10:50 PM. The hallway leading to my room is very dark and what I hate most is tripping over this wretched man. Tonight, 23 seconds after leaving the kitchen, he was by my door with his lower body covered with a towel. The meeting terrified me because I felt he was waiting  to attack me.







May 27, 2020 today my enemies scored a goal and surprised me.  At 10:16 AM the sex harasser was stalking me from his room. At 10:00 PM when I tried to wash my dishes, the sex stalker started cooking as usual. Finally, when I was able to wash them, her sister came to the kitchen. I was in shock because since February 25, 2020, when she threatened to hit me, I haven't been around her. She brought a bottle almost half full of water and left it on the dining table. She opened the refrigerator pretending she was looking for something, then picked up the bottle. She pushed my dishes, threw the water and filled the bottle with water from a filter. I stood behind her holding my breath.












UPDATE: MAY 20, 2020

ANOTHER OVERWHELMED BIRTHDAY MARKED BY FEARS, DUE TO THE EMOTIONAL EXHAUSTION CAUSED BY COVID 19 AND THE HOUSING SITUATION THAT SUSTAINS MY LIFE

On February 17, 2020 my landlady told me she's not afraid of the court or anything.

This gave me a worrying sense of what I might expect from her. I haven't been able to let a day go by without thinking about it. I am locked up with a SUPER-LANDLADY who doesn't care about renting rooms illegally to be rent- free, who protects a sex harasser by being cousins, and puts in her son's mind killer thoughts as an excuse to throw me out of the house.








Landlady: I know things about you too. Wherever you live, you supposedly people want to kiss you and they want to rape you. I've been talking to the Super, but you talked first.
He said she already talked to me; the super told me. I asked him… but where she lived, I didn't even know.
Me: Yes, upstairs.
Landlady: I went over there to the seventh floor and you supposedly left there because there was a man who wanted to kiss you.
Me: Yes! Yes he took me by force and he was behind the landlady too.
Landlady: I'm not afraid of anything.
Me: Perfect Okay! Perfect!
Landlady: I'm not afraid of court or anything
Me: Let's fix this in a courtroom, let's leave it like that.
Landlady: I myself, can't speak well about you ma'am.
Me: Don't you? What did I do to you?
Landlady: do you know what you've done to me? You walk by and don't say hello.
Me: that's not harm, that's not a crime. That's not a crime like your cousin did. What your cousin did is a crime.
Landlady: (touching her eyes) here… and if I see when he harassed you, I say yes.

Me: You didn't, so you don't believe then.

April 26, 2020…One of the saddest days of my life.... the photos of New York City taken by my son on his way to bring me a list of groceries and the ones I could take at our meeting shattered my heart. (See blog Personal life)

 UPDATE: APRIL 24, 2020

…SURVIVING COVID-19, MY ENEMIES OF HOUSE 18 AND THE MISERABLE LIFE THAT BANK OF AMERICA FORCED ME TO LIVE.

The public health crisis caused by Covid-19 has locked me up with the four enemies I live with. Every time I open the door to leave my room the key, my camera and flashlight are essential. April 16, 2020 has been the deadline that my landlady gave me to move out of their apartment and from this day the eyes of these stalkers are upon me. All my movements are monitored.

The kitchen is a small place and is always under control by the landlady and her cousins preventing me from using it. After 10:00 pm I start looking for the right time to wash my dishes. Every night is a race against the clock to do so being the only reason to have access to the kitchen. At this time of night, the sex stalker gets in my way. Just at the moment I can leave my room, he cooks his dinner and takes shower. Sometimes when he is done, I go to the kitchen and he comes to harass me. He leaves his smelly room open for me to look at.

On April 8, 2020, the apartment's fire alarms were triggered. The noise was loud and walking through the darkness and the smoke caused panic. The landlady when turned the living room into rooms blocked the Fire escape ladder, this worried me more. The sex stalker and I left the room at the same time, but I avoided crossing a word with him. The landlady's son was in the kitchen, I hadn't seen him since March 4, 2020. The landlady was outside informing the neighbors that she had a chicken in the oven, and this triggered the alarm.

My life goes day by day in constant fear that these enemies will end my story, but I have no choice but to take the risk and face them. I feed myself with canned foods and rice made in an electric rice cooker. My refrigerator is small and doesn't allow me to store much food. March 24, 2020 was the last day I went to the supermarket and my groceries are now over.








UPDATE: MARCH 22, 2020

LIVING AMONG SHIT…

This is the room that currently I am struggling to keep it along with my inseparable roommates of four legs. We are living the same lock down... outside are our enemies.









UPDATE MARCH 20, 2020

... AVOIDING THE ENEMY FROM OUTSIDE: THE CORONAVIRUS... DEFENDING MYSELF FROM THE ENEMY INSIDE: THE LANDLADY... THE SAME LETTER USED TWICE TO INTIMIDATE ME... THE SEX STALKER ACTING LIKE A COWARD

Today I was verbally attacked again by the landlady, to remind me that I have the deadline to vacate the room that illegally rented me. I must leave on April 16, 2020.

This woman continues to insist that the Blumberg's law products letter signed by her is sent by a court. On February 29, 2020 she used a tenant of the building to give me a copy, today used another tenant to hand me the original.








UPDATE: PERSONAL LIFE BLOG- ABOUT LANDLADY MARCH 8, 2020
UPDATE: MARCH 4, 2020

OH MY GOD! I WANT SOMEONE WHO READS THIS BLOG TO PLEASE HELP ME REPORT THIS SEX HARASSER. IT'S OBVIOUS THAT THE LANDLADY AND HER FAMILY ARE MAKING A PLOT TO CONVINCE THIS BOY THAT I'M GOING TO KILL HIM. THESE 56 SECONDS OF VIDEO ARE ENOUGH TO CLEAR ANY DOUBTS

Today at 2:15 p.m. when the landlady went to work, her cousin the sex harasser went to the kitchen all afternoon to get my attention with his outrageous phone. At 3:04 the landlady's son arrived from school, as soon as he entered the kitchen this repulsive sex stalker asked him if he wanted to stay home, he would be with him. Hearing such a risk for a frustrated child stirred my stomach. I've been generous to this kid, I'm a grandmother with morals and roots in the United States. This sex stalker out of being a stingy wretched, as undocumented would not mind returning to his country after a criminal action.







UPDATE: FEBRUARY 29, 2020

IN SHOCK! …WHAT FRAUD! THE LANDLADY WHERE I LIVE IS INVOLVING MORE PEOPLE TO INTIMIDATE ME AND SILENCE ME TO COVER THE SEX HARASSMENT OF HER COUSIN.

Today the landlady handed me a letter from Blumberg's law products office giving me a date to vacate the room I'm renting. She assured me that the letter was a court order. it obviously isn't.





UPDATE: FEBRUARY 25, 2020

THREATS! MENTAL MANIPULATION OF A 13-YEAR-OLD TO INFUSE MURDEROUS THOUGHTS

Today I was threatened by the sex harasser’s sister. The landlady is terrorizing her 13-year-old son to have a reason to take me to court. As I said earlier on this post this is a child who breaks my heart for his lonely and isolated life in which he lives. His parents' quarrels and separation problems keep him locked up with no motivation to share in the outside world.

This child speaks very little and spends the time after school alone, locked in his room made in the living room. When the temperatures are low, I can feel the cold air coming out under the door. Our encounters are fleeting mostly when he arrives from school.
Her greeting is "Hello" and sometimes the mother asks him to greet me. “Hello” is the only word I have heard from him since October 17, 2019 that I moved into the apartment and we have seen no more than 5 times.

On Black Friday 2019 at the request of the landlady I bought a computer for him. My son made the updates for the child to use it immediately. The landlady complains that he is very demanding to eat. The basis of his feed is pizza, chicken nuggets of McDonald’s and Popeye chicken’s wings. On several occasions I have bought with my money what he likes. His thinness makes me feel sad.
In addition, my day ended up taking the elevator with my sex harasser.







UPDATE: FEBRUARY 18, 2020

The heated confrontation I had with my current landlady on February 17, 2020 and the sex assault of her cousin forced me to risk my life and make public the corruption and abuse of greedy tenants who rent rooms to be rent-free. I've been victim of a rogue super who with lies and deception brought me twice to the building where I live now. His job makes it easy for him to connect with tenants to scam them by borrowing money he never pays back and charging commissions to tenants and sub-tenants.

My landlady doesn't believe in her cousin's criminal act because I stopped talking to her. According to her, I can't be at home being the enemy of the whole family. She brought to this adult affair her 12-year-old son for whom I feel sorry for the miserable life he has. After school he is home alone, the mother goes to work at 2:15 pm returning after midnight, including weekends. She is off Monday and Tuesday. Her cousin-female comes home around 7 p.m. The sex harasser cousin spends time alone with the child because his undocumented immigration status allows him to only work a few nights.

The super helped this landlady to do an investigation about my life in the apartment of seventh floor. This was the first place the super introduced me to rip me off. All these delinquents are united to destroy me, but I am not going to run away from their fraudulent actions. I'm going to touch this landlady where it hurts the most, her pocket.
Her negative personal confessions that she told me about her family and super I will remind her in due course.





UPDATE: FEBRUARY 3, 2020...

Today I spent the day between courts trying to file a written complaint about the current situation that has my life in danger. The housing court considered my case to be civil and criminal. The civil court informed me that they only do cases that require a monetary compensation. My landlady doesn't have the resources to reward my suffering and emotional stress after her cousin tried to rape me. I could claim the money that the super fraudulently took from me with the promise to help me get a studio in the building, but it would be hard not having receipts. Although he was in my bank to collect his money, it wasn't proof.

I was sent to the office that provide legal advice. They gave me two photocopies of a book "STATE STATUTES" Requirements and resources of Article 8. Table of contents.
I didn't find any information that would be useful to my case. Feeling hopeless, I broke into tears in front of them.  I was sent to District Attorney-Bronx County.  Here they had compassion for me and read two letters I wrote about my situation. 1- “THE LANDLADY THROW ME OUT OF THE HOUSE TO PROTECT HER COUSIN WHO SEXUAL ATTACKED ME” 2- “MY NEED FOR HOUSING LED ME TO THIS ABUSE AND BE A VICTIM OF CORRUPT PEOPLE”

I spoke to a criminal district attorney according to them to open a case, it's necessary to have the police involved. I appreciated they keep a copy of my letters and pictures as evidence. I met a nice lady from the office of Elder Abuse Coordinator to help me with housing. She recommended me to talk to Legal Aid who are specialist in legal advice in a civil legal problem. This will be my next step.











UPDATE: JANUARY 31,2020

I couldn't stand the continued harassment of the landlady's cousins that I asked her to stop them from making my life a hell bigger than it is. I am doing my best to live under the fears of a sexual harasser who is protected by his family. The conversation turned into an argument and the landlady asked her cousin to join the meeting and confront me for what he did it.  As all the sex abusers do, he denied it, but when I told him that I will take this case to court he got nervous stating doesn’t remember much.

This meeting made the situation worse and in fear of reprisals, I went to a police precinct to leave a precedent, but since I'm not injured yet, there was nothing I could do. They gave me the address of a housing court




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WELCOME TO MY SET OF 1051-1100 PROTESTS. 


Since 2013 the bullying has taken over my protests. I have reached a high level of frustration and desperation: ***p# 967…Bank of America my killer! ask your security team to shot me, instead of torturing me with its endless damn bullying! I am not afraid of its armed bullies! I have fallen to the lowest point of hopelessness. ***p# 1000… a heartbreaking video speak for this day. 

Protest# 1015 is the one that shatters my mind every time that the bullies of this day are before my eyes. My chair was suspiciously stolen. The most hated cyber-bully for many years: The” Jinete”. ** was around my chair for long periods of time creating gossip between people from internal security and maintenance, their eyes were upon the bully and upon me.  When I replaced the chair, they came to the bank’s crystals laughing at me, they seemed to know who took it or gave the order to steal my chair. The next day a man with a computer checked the camera in front of me putting more doubts about this evil action.


** I call “Jinete " this cyber bully for his intimidating position to make fun at me. He opens his legs to its maximum capacity and poses for my photos with one hand on his gun, like a cowboy.    



Although my posts are ignored, my protests always will go on and my bullies always are closer to me than my followers.

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END OF THE YEAR MESSAGE

POST# 1069...

I feel shattered writing this message. Unexpected medical conditions hit me, preventing me from continuing my protests. Although the weather is very unpredictable, I may have defied low temperatures a few times more.

I am very grateful with my devotee followers, I feel strong knowing that they are there to support me, not judging me for how I look or what I am doing. Justice has been denied to me and I’ve been fighting for many years to bring it into my life. My thanks hold more appreciation than any word can say.

The cyber bully "Jinete" assigned by Bank of America to ruin my protests made some of my days more miserable than they already were. His stupid and intimidating attitude acting like he's not doing anything can be blind to the world, but NOT for me. The bank's support makes its bullying lasting for so long, next year will have new posters and cameras.

The hell of my protests will be in hibernation for a few months, but unfortunately the hell of my dwelling still going on. I'm locked in 4 walls, living with enemies who want to hurt me, one of them in retaliation for a failed attempt of abuse.


I have nothing left but to wait patiently so that I can resume my protests in 2020 and thus balance my life between these two hells.



POST# 1068... LOW TEMPERATURES HAVE PREVENTED ME FROM CONTINUING MY PROTESTS... TODAY THE WEATHER WAS A LITTLE BENEVOLENT TO RETURN TO THE HELL THAT BANK OF AMERICA CONDEMNED ME TO LIVE... UNFORTUNATELY, WAITING FOR NEUROLOGICAL RESULTS TOOK PRIORITY TO MY INTENTION TO MAKE MY PROTEST TODAY.
New York, November 15, 2019

This image describes my frustration due to an ill-fated diagnosis that requires treatment. I just hope the weather will allow me to make a few more protests and my medical conditions will allow me to.




PROTEST# 1067…MADISON SQUARE PARK…VETERANS DAY PARADE…
INTENSE PATRIOTIC FEELING ON THE AIR…A LOT OF THANKS IN THE HEARTS OF MANY PEOPLE… WELL DECORATED FLOATS SHOWED PRIDE FOR OUR VETERANS... WELL-ORGANIZED STREETS HONORED 100 YEARS OF CELEBRATION IN NEW YORK…BY THE FIRST TIME I HEARD THE VOICE OF A PRESIDENT NEAR ME...” WE PROMISE THAT WE WILL NEVER FORGET THEM," PRESIDENT TRUMP SAID AT THE OPENING CEREMONY.
New York November 11, 2019

This has been an exciting protest, I was able to show my story freely, without harassers or events tearing my mind apart. The looks of people attracted by my posters lifted my spirit drowned by sad memories.















PROTEST# 1066... OH MY GOD!... THIS IS AN INCREDIBLE BULLYING GAME PAID BY BANK OF AMERICA AND PLAYED BY ITS DAMN BULLY-STAR THE CYBER OFFICER JINETE! AS SOON AS THIS BULLY SAW ME, HE WALKED TOWARDS ME CHEWING GUM... HE SNAPPED THE GUM SO I COULD SEE IT AND TAKE PICTURES... A PASSERBY WAS PART OF THE BULLYING’S SHOW SHOCKING ME ... INTERNAL SECURITY PUT HIM IN ALERT GIVING THE CHANCE TO ARREST ME
New York, November 7, 2019

In the middle of the bullying session of this ridicule cyber-bully officer, an oriental woman was looking at my poster. Suddenly she told me that she wanted a picture with my bully, she gave me her phone and went close to him.  I told her that he loves my pictures, she enjoyed having a souvenir from me.

On July 24, 2013 when I started protesting by the tower of bank of America, I was warned that if I cross the property line I will be arrested. It is always on my mind. Today mi poster and chair were knocked down by the winds, part of them landed on the forbidden area for me. From the public sidewalk I dragged them, it was observed by the inside security and asked the bully to keep an eye on me. He didn't seem to know about the dividing line and went to see a plaque that's on the ground.
































PROTEST 1065... TODAY I FELT THE CALM AFTER TWO CATASTROPHIC STORMS OF BULLYING THAT BEAT ME UP FOR 2 DAYS... I WAS ABLE TO BE NEAR MY DEADLY AREA LOOKING AT THE STREETS WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT THE BULLIES OF BANK AMERICA... I COULD LISTEN MY VISITORS.... ALTHOUGH I HAD THESE PRIVILEGES, I WANTED TO HOLD MY HEAD INSTEAD OF MY POSTER… WITHOUT PAINKILLERS I COULDN'T HAVE ENDURED 8 HOURS PROTESTING
New York, November 6, 2019
  
Last weekend, on November 02, 2019, I remembered November 02, 2009 MY PROTEST #1. This day I decided to die demanding justice to Bank of America.






PROTEST# 1064…ANOTHER SHIT DAY! OUTSIDE THE DAMN CYBER BULLY JINETE DID HIS BEST TO CALL MY ATTENTION WITH HIS MOVES…HE WANTS TO BE THE SPOTLIGHT OF MY PICTURES…HE IS BACK TO 2013 WITH HIS LONG-TIME SOCIAL MEETING… WITH NOISY LAUGHTER...BRINGING MORE OFFICERS’ UNIFORMS TO MY WEBSITE…. INSIDE THE BANK THE “DONKEY” SECURITY WOMAN HAD LOT OF COMMOTION ABOUT THE BULLYING SHOW THAT MADE HER PARTNER A RIDICULOUS NEW BULLY
New York, November 5, 2019

Today the man from inside security enjoyed the “Jinete” bullying show. He made fun at me all the time and opened his arms for me to take a picture of him. He would come up to the crystals to laugh at me and return to the "Donkey” woman to celebrate. He covered his face with his hands to look at me between his fingers. I repeatedly asked him to come out to make his bullying public and this seemed very funny to him.

As soon as I got back to my barrier, the security woman started laughing at me, came to the glass to make me out of my chair and get close to her. I decided to sit on the public sidewalk and face the bullies. A NEW POSTER IN HER HONOR WILL BE PART OF MY PROTEST.

New bully from bank of America inside security














































New York, November 4, 2019
  
These 6 minutes 53 seconds of video and the words I'm expressing in this post are not enough to describe this bully paid by bank of America to make fun at me. The uniform he is wearing means a lot to how little it is.

















PROTEST# 1062... TODAY WAS A RAINY DAY... I PLAYED THE ROLE OF "STUPID" AS MY BULLIES THINK I AM... THEY PLAYED THE ROLE OF “FALSE INNOCENTS” TO FOOL ME... THE NEW BULLY WOMAN IS NOW THE QUEEN OF DRAMA AND GOSSIP FOR SECURITY OFFICERS AND MAINTENANCE PEOPLE... IT IS A FACT THAT THE EYES OF INTERNAL SECURITY ARE UPON ME DRAWING MY ATTENTION... I'LL PLAY THEIR GAME, EVEN IF MY PROTESTS ARE MORE OVERWHELMING AND STRESSFUL
New York, October 29, 2019

Today I struggled for making my 8 hours of protest despite the rain and stress that pierced my mind. At 4 pm a migraine attacked me strongly and I held my head with my hands for a while. Suddenly a maintenance man came over and when saw me sick asked me to end my protest. This is one of the few times I obey a suggestion like this after 7 hours 15 minutes surviving on a miserable day.









 PROTEST# 1061.... TODAY GOD HELD MY HANDS TO PREVENT ME FROM COLLAPSING... INSIDE BANK OF AMERICA THE DEVIL HELD MY BULLY TO PREVENT HER FROM HARASSING ME... SINCE MY ACCIDENT OF OCTOBER 5, 2019, AN UNBEARABLE HEADACHE IS DESTROYING MY HEALTH.
New York, October 28, 2019

The side effects of the strong painkillers given to me by a neurologist is taken over my strength to make each day of my protest possible. In addition, I am under a research study called ‘Metoclopramide for post-traumatic headache “given by Montefiore Hospital.

I am doing a great effort to carry out the commitment I made when I started demanding justice to Bank of America. I will do my best to survive my medical conditions, the bullying and the hell of my new house # 18.

 Three pictures describe today’s post







PROTEST# 1060…THE ENDLESS BULLYING THAT BANK OF AMERICA ADDED TO MY CONDEMNATION OF LIVING MISERABLE IS LIKE A CANCER, IT ATTACKS ME PHYSICALLY AND MENTALLY …THE PAIN COMES AT ANY TIME AND IS RELIEVED WHEN THE BULLIES ARE OFF DUTIES... TODAY, ALTHOUGH I WAS FREE OF THIS DAMN CANCER, MY MEDICAL CONDITIONS BEAT ME UP... I WENT TO GREAT LENGTHS TO COMPLY 8 HOURS OF PROTEST.
New York, October 24, 2019

Yesterday I made my protest near to the selective area of Bank of America and my shadow trespassed the banned line. Today I returned to the edge of the road where my deadly area is.






PROTEST 1059... TODAY BEFORE 24 HOURS THE DAMN BULLYING TOOK OVER MY PROTEST... THE SECURITY WOMAN FROM BANK OF AMERICA CONTINUED TO HARASS ME... SHE USED ANYONE TO HAVE FUN AT MY STORY... IN THE MORNING SHE GOT A SECURITY OFFICER AND TURNED HIM INTO A CYBER OFFICER... A MAINTENANCE MAN CAME TO ME LAUGHING TO ADVISE ME NOT TO PAY ATTENTION TO THAT WOMAN... SHE ACTED LIKE STUPID SPINNING HER ID FOR ME TO TAKE PICTURES...
Nueva York, October 23, 2019

The bank of America’s strategy of giving me this new daily harasser is not going to make me give up my protests, but it does feed me more hate.






























PROTEST# 1058…MY DAMN LUCK! A NEW DAMN BULLY FROM BANK OF AMERICA’S INTERNAL SECURITY BECAME THE SUBSTITUTE FOR MY LONG-TIME CYBER-BULLY “JINETE” WHEN HE IS NOT ON DUTY…THIS WOMAN HAS BEEN CHEERING ON HIS BULLYING AND MAKING FUN AT ME…TODAY SHE ENJOYED RUINING MY DAY BY COPYING HIS HARASSING GAME… ALTHOUGH A SECOND SECURITY OFFICER ASKED HER TO STOP BULLYING ME SHE PAID NO ATTENTION  AND DID SO UNTIL THE END OF HER SHIFT.
Nueva York, October 22, 2019

On p# 1015 during the bullying of the cyber officer "Jinete" my chair was stolen in very dubious circumstances. At noon, when one of my friends brought me a new chair, this security woman came to the glass in front of us to laugh at me. My friend realized that she was aware of this evil action and cursed at her. She looked at us laughing and left.
Since then, this security woman has been a fanatic to his bullying using body language to mockery at me and calling me crazy. 

 As I always face my bullies, from now on I will make my protests walking on the public sidewalk and stalking the building of bank of America as I did today during 7 miserable hours of hate.




























PROTEST# 1057…A DAMN RETURN TO MY PROTESTS! THE FUCKING CYBER-OFFICER “JINETE” ENJOYED HARASSING ME! THIS DAMN BULLY FORCED ME TO DOUBLE THE DOSES OF MY PAINKILLERS! HE WALKED LIKE A MODEL IN PASSARELLA AND WHEN HE WAS NEAR ME, HE WOULD PUT ON SUNGLASSES FOR MY PHOTOS... DIDN'T MISS HIS INTIMIDATING POSE WITH HIS HAND ON THE GUN... BROUGHT FUN TO THE SECURITY WOMAN WHO WAS HIS BULLYING PARTNER ON P# 1052
New York, October 21, 2019

Today I wrapped the pain of my bruised body with painkillers to do this protest. I was not able to determine if the hand of God or devil held me to go through this miserable day.

For a moment I associated my feelings with a man who was lying on the ground in one of the areas the bullies use to intimidate me.




























THIRD VISIT TO THE HOSPITAL...STILL FIGHTING AGAINST MY MEDICAL CONDITIONS... MY HEALTH CONTINUES TO DETERIORATE AND DEPENDING ON PAINKILLERS... MY PAINS PREVENT ME FROM RETURNING TO MY PROTESTS AND NOT BEING ABLE TO DO THEM IS ANOTHER BLOW... 

October 16, 2019










POST# 1056…
POST # 1056…A WEEKEND IN NEW JERSEY DUE TO A DEATH IN THE FAMILY BECAME A NIGHTMARE TO ME…AN ACCIDENT BROUGHT ME TO A HOSPITAL IN NEW JERSEY AND NEW YORK…BESIDE MY BODY PAIN THE FULFILMENT OF MY PROTESTS ARE ON MY MIND…I WILL RESUME THEM AS SOON MY HEALTH ALLOWS ME TO IT…IN THE HOPE THAT NEXT WEEK WILL BE ABLE TO CONTINUE THEM.
New York, October 9, 2019











PROTEST# 1055…TODAY ON MY WAY TO THIS PROTEST I GOT A MESSAGE THAT MADE ME TO START THIS DAY WITH A DEATH ON MY MIND…FOR ONE HOUR AND 45 MINUTES I WAS RESTLESS…BUT THEN I FELT THANKFUL FOR HAVING A DAY BULLYING- FREE.
New York, October 4, 2019






PROTEST# 1054…TODAY I WAS STRONGLY MOVED BY THE HATRED THAT CAUSED ME THE LAST TWO PROTESTS…IT HELD ME UP TO ENDURE THE COLD, THE RAIN AND THE WINDS OF THIS MISERABLE DAY OF 8 HOURS…53 MINUTES AFTER I STARTED THIS PROTEST, I THANKED GOD FOR NOT HAVING TO USE MY NEW HAND-POSTER WITH THE PICTURE OF MY CYBER-BULLY “JINETE”. THE ONE I HAD YESTERDAY WASN'T STRONG ENOUGH TO WITHSTAND THE WINDS.
New York, October 3, 2019

In the afternoon, a damn event worried me and brought back bad memories. I didn't want to end this day with a camera in hand and walking on the public sidewalk. Luckily this lasted a short time and I kept it in my unpublished folder.







PROTEST# 1053... EARLY TODAY I FINISHED YESTERDAY'S POST...  7 HOURS LATER, I HADN'T EVEN STARTED THIS PROTEST WHEN I HAD THE CYBER-BULLY “JINETE" BY THE EXIT OF THE TRAIN STATION ACROSS THE STREET OF BANK OF AMERICA...THE TIME AND PLACE OF MY ARRIVAL TO MAKE MY PROTESTS WAS ANOTHER STRANGE COINCIDENCE AS IN P# 1015 WHEN MY CHAIR WAS STOLEN DURING HIS BULLYING SESSION.
New York, October 2, 2019

These two coincidences make me feel that this cyber-bully "Jinete" more than harassing me wants to torture me psychologically. Today he didn't seem to want to change his turn with his partner, only to harass me even with ridiculous moves. My posters with his pictures don't matter to him.

I still have the anger, frustration and helplessness that left me p# 1015. My chair was stolen under doubts circumstances.  The next day someone checked one of the sidewalk cameras in front of me and this brought me more doubts.
























PROTEST# 1052... A FUCKING BULLYING PARTY PROVIDED BY MY MOST HATED CYBER BULLY "JINETE" ALONG WITH INTERNAL SECURITY EMPLOYEES OF BANK OF AMERICA TRASHED MY DAY... A SECURITY WOMAN JOINED THE CYBER-BULLY TO MAKE FUN AT ME... SHE CONTINUED HARASSING ME AFTER HE FINISHED HIS SHIFT ... I WAS ABOUT TO ENTER THE BANK TAKING ON THE RISK OF BEING ARRESTED, BUT IN TEARS I ASKED ONE OF THE AFTERNOON OFFICERS TO STOP THE HARASSMENT OF THAT WOMAN
New York, October 1, 2019

Today I said the first word to “Jinete" my longtime cyber bully. When he saw me near him, he waved his hand to start his bullying game. Drowning in hate I looked at his uniform and I felt respect for his suit, I just said "Stupid". He went into the bank to talk to the people at the security desk. They laughed and he did dance moves as he spoke. The rest of the story is described by the photos desired by him.

As soon as this security woman learned my story from the cyber-officer started coming to the crystals to mockery at me. She used body language opening her arms for pictures and calling me crazy by making circles on her forehead. She took advantage that I was recording the cyber-bully and avoided my photos. When she came to the crystals clapping out as if supporting the bullying, I wanted to confront her, but one of the security officers talked to her.























NEW BULLY ASSIGNED BY BANK OF AMERICA






















PROTEST# 1051…I STARTED A NEW SET OF 50 PROTESTS…THE PREVIOUS ONE TOOK THE WORST OF MY MISERY TO LEAVE THE GHOST OF THE BULLYING CHASING MY MIND… TODAY I COULDN'T IGNORE A REPEATED EVENT THAT ALWAYS BREAKS MY HEART AND HOLDS MY BREATH… THIS PUT MY CAMERA INTO ACTION, AND IT BECAME PART OF THIS POST
New York, September 30, 2019

The miserable and dangerous life of a 4-year-old boy while his mother sells mangoes across the street made my day restless. This child had to sit on the floor or inside a plastic drawer calling the attention of some passersby. The mother paid more attention to her business than to her son. Today he was playing near the roadside with a bottle of water and when the bottle escaped from his hands, he would jump to pick it up.Around 3:00 pm the mother moved to the corner of the park and there seeing the child was more difficult.













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