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I gave up the driveway parking spot, I bought a solar lantern for the hall, I paid for the 1st floor to help clean the back yard, I offered carpet, etc. and all I asked for was nothing in the fire corridor: which is what this is all about here. The police agree with me. They say that if she didn't want anybody above her, she should've rented the top floor. Ask the dispatcher.

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Even my wife said that "the property manager gets the worst bitches!"  

"Jen" at police dispatch knows and she doesn't care.  Jen agrees with me: "if she didn't want anybody above her, she should've have rented the top floor."  Jen said "yes , I agree to that."

I even said to "Jen, the dispatcher" that "I have a 1st amendment right to use the toilet at night, but that it is directly over the 2nd floor bedroom."  

"Jen, the dispatcher" said "Yes, I agree."

And the two officers who came out at 1:44am last week laughed at me and said have a nice night.

I called the police on myself both of the last two times.  Disability Rights knows.

Do you have anything to say to all that before I go nap!?

[No response].

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No, ma'am.  I want to keep the appointment.  I need the harassment to stop.  Sorry about all the emails, but that's the best way to convey the information.  I do NOT want to have to go to the Human Rights Commission.  There are serious issues with people in my life concerning me.  I used to work, I cannot work any more.  I collect SSDI under the BOND program, but I cannot fathom as to why I have been stopped by police 44 times since January 1998.  I have most of it logged on my blogspots and in my books.  There is something askew concerning me in this city leading to when I arrived: my being name called "chicken" by high school students because the landlord purchased chickens for the back yard in 2001.  Most of the info is in those emails which I sent to you.

Thank you,