painted black

At late afternoon of the 16th febr. i was street down at the supermarket at the corner.
In the supermarket a man came up to me and looked at may face, from the side, as if he would be some kind of guard.
He was bigger than average, glasses, moustache, maybe late 30ties.
Then at the baker in the supermarket there was a black dressed man, obvious a nazi.
He looked like one who does know real guns.
Black leather-jacket, shaved/short black hair, gi-style(nazi style would fit better here, but in general it's called gi-style, i think), maybe at the same age as the one before, looked athletically.
He went out of the supermarked before me, and the one with the moustache followed me, both at the same speed, they did escort me, had taken me into their mid.
The man with the moustache looked again at my face, in the same manner as before.
Someone who walked there looked first at the nazi and then at me, but just in the normal way, to see if i had recognized the nazi.
The nazi stopped at a car at the corner, the man with moustache followed me street up and coughed, to show that he was following.
When i opened the door he passed behind me.
Near midnight of this day two streets from my home, just when i left it, i passed a group of young men, i think they were not older then 20.
When i came close one of them said something, i was not sure if i did understand him, because he glued the words together and said it in a melodic way, more singing than speeking.
I looked at them, they had black faces. The voice was to sound black, but it was just imitating, he said : "areyougayman", in english.
Zhe nearest one said, when i passed him, in the same way :"haltsmaul"(an agressive german "shutup").
They were no blacks, they were black painted whiteys.
About 10 minutes later there was a couple, he said "with white make-up"("weiss geschminkt"), and she laughed.
Then street up there were two males, younger than 20, dressed very orderly, with coats, one was standing there, towards me, when i came closer he put his hands at his trousers and said ." do you want to see something fine"("willst du mal was feines sehen"), so "fein" was to be used in the meaning of "pretty" or so.
He had a thin voice, and at all he was a bad choice for this kind of harassment.
Maybe i am somewhat dulled because of all these tauntings and intimidations, i had to make a laughing grunt.
When i had passed him he kicked a stone against other stones, making some noise, there were stones for decoration.
In the night when i was at home the loud spoken word outside was something with"1000 €uro profit"

About every second time when i was out, there was a "sniffer", when i'm just out 15 minutes or so, someone is there. Some of them were right-extremists.
One of the "sniffers" came up towards me, i then turned into the side-street, to go home, he then also turned into the street, crossed the street to set himself in front of me, made his noise and then rung at an entance, then was let in before i passed him.
This was one street-crossing away from home.

Then there were the "it's my life"-singer (in english), on the 16th and 18th (the second during daytime, normally it's during nighttime).
Originally they were singing for fun, a party-gag or so.
It's mostly one person, but sometimes they were two( at least once three).
Then it had been turned into a taunting, by especially doing so at the street-crossing here, once he walked all the street, singing "it's my life" again and again, becoming more and more choleric, and then at the end of the street he stopped and was happy to be able to sing it once normally, because he had successfully dropped all his bad vibrations here.
I thought he is black, but the one who does most of the singing is not, i've seen him on the 18th, with two other people, a man and a woman, seemed the two were not big fans of the singing.
They were migrants, don't know from where.
In the last time it seemed to be a "girlfriend"-theme among the loud-speaking migrants that come here when i'm at home, they were coming up here because my "girlfriend" told them about me, then they couldn't find a girlfriend, then in the morning of the 16th one street crossing from here there was a blonde black dressed woman with an oiled face, that made her look really bitchy, when she looked at me she made a abrupt step, as if she wanted to stop, and on the 18th the loudspeakers said something that there would be another me, in Berlin, as far as i did understood them.
As far as i was able to keep track of this thread.
When people with migration background come up to me it's usually males with darkest black skin, but they do rarely say something.
( with the war and such there were also some muslims focused at me, but also few us-americans, military "theme", some showed up at the 11th sept. '02 )
Many of the speakers show up when i am at home, but at all they make a small part.

On the 19th febr i was at the railway station in the evening and bought me a pizza.
When i was waiting, a black dressed man in his late 40ties came in and passed close to me, despite there was enough space.
He was unschaven, his thin legs were covered with narrow black leather pants, and he moved in a silly overdone stealthy stalking way. Then he called to someoneback back in the station that he didn't had the money for the rings, a woman replied that then they could't marry. Then he walked out in the same silly way.
So he was kind of fun-stalker, a clown to the theme.