Monday, September 30, 2019

PROTEST # 1051-1100 September 30, 2019


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.





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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