shft-shft

When i was in the near supermarket in the afternoon of the 4th of july i had to wait specially long when standing line up. The card of the man in front of me couldn't be readed, he had no cash. He was wearing dark conforming jeans jacket and pants, black boots without laces, up to his knees, already greyhaired, seemed to be gay. After waiting some time i asked, the female clerk said that she would close the till, i went over to the other one. Just when i stood line up there the former till worked again, there were fewer people than here, so i moved again. Seemed to be funny. And now there were some more in front of me. When i left the supermarket in the door a man passed me who looked at my face and made a gesture, touching his solar plexus. Maybe a rigthist, he was obviously just waiting for this.

In the late afternoon/early evening of the 5th at the streetcrossing at the market/parking place there was a man on a bicycle next to me, he looked at me as if this would have something to say, and if i would have to like him. When i had crossed the place he stood next to me again at the sstreetcrossing, and looked at me this way. I bougth me something at the baker on the other side of the street, when i came out a man on a bicycle passed me, he had the same expression, and behind him there was a cyclist who stuck out his tongue far, then holding it. All about 40 or so, an average. On my way back i passed a man who was wearing a washed out jacket with "instructor line" was printed on his back in yellow, i had the impression that he wanted me to read this
At nigth/late evening i heared a woman scream, it sounded as if something would be going on, i got outside but couldn't hear anything no more.

In the morning of the 6th i was at the baker at the railwaystation. There were two persons wearing dark uniforms at the entrance, and when i was standing line up a man wearing a new dark blue sweatshirt with "eldersheim" written in yellow uncial on his back past me (The evening day before i bougth something that sounded much like this). Seemed he was the continuation of "instructor line". He was dressed that he looked like uniformed, black pants. On my way back near home i heared a very loud yelled yawn behind me, i turned around, it was a man in a white bus waiting at a streetcrossing, watching me.
When i walked to the shopping centre in the inner city in the late afternoon a young man passed me and made a sniffing noise, just when i had left home. I turned around, he had a key and opened the door of the house. Then in front of the near copyshop some of them were around me, fastly moving, i think four of them, two raising their hands, maybe a communication for their timing. On the other side of the street there was a man dressed with a pale khaki jacket and black pants, he did remind me a martial arts teacher. But it's 7 years ago, not sure. Then on my way a big athletic, usually bodybuildet man with claen bald shaved head, completely dressed in black, passed me. He was wearing a kind of uniform, his cap, synthetic jacket, pants, boots all black, he was pedaling fastly in a low gear. When i had seen him first he was next to another completly black dressed person, a fully cloaked muslim woman. Near the entrance a black woman with two little children passed me, then in front of the rotatory door there was a whistling man standing, he looked in their direction, he was standing there as if he would be the owner of something, maybe the rotatory door.
When i was outside in the evening two streetcrossings from here 3 teenagers passed very close to me, they were all talking at once, when they were directly next to me one said very loud, popping clearly out of his bustling muttering "manslaugtherer" and "Berlin", in the way that it could have been part of a joke he was telling the others ( hörte sich nach "kommt ein Totschläger nach Berlin" an). Their speakers usually have something else they could focus on, as an alibi. A cellphone, a companion. Later two men passed me, one said fastly "if the staff would be somewhat longer", maybe this was to get the martial arts i did once connected to the red mosque riot in Pakistan.

At 1:50 am on the 7th someone yelled three times "wanker" ("Wixer") in front of the house here. Sounded if it would be a part of a song, mixed in. Three times the same, a rhytm. He had a companion, a girl, two tenagers, they walked up the street. Then they came back, they had some text, something like the end of their relationsship, it really sonded as if they were reading it from a sheet.
In the evening i passed two persons, a bodybuildet athletic skinhead with a camouflage-jacket, a big "steinar" on his back, and his companion, a man with a moustache. I already thougth if they would be of them, just because rigthists normally are.
In the next bigger street i bougth me fast food, when i was waiting the skinhead went into the pub on the other side, diagonally over the streetcrossing. Then he stepped out, now without jacket( black t-shirt with white word )and stood there facing towrds me. He was looking at his cellphone, concentrated on this as if this was a mission, then he walked inside.

In the morning of the 8th a loud chopper rode down the street here, at the end he turned around and rode it back. When i looked out of the window short time later a man with a jacket imilar to mine, but with a german flag on his sleeve( it's not a military jacket ) marched on the other side of the street.
When i was outside in the evening there have been noticeable more rigthist than usual, on my way back two black scooter passed me, the one made the same sound as the chopper in the morning, but not as loud.
When they do a decreased repeat it lookes as if they want to proof that it had nothing to say.
When i was outside at nigth a young man on a bicycle passed me, when he came closer he hlded his rigth hand against his chest, he had something in his hand and made a noise with it, several "shft-shft", i think it was a boxcutter with a plastic handle and he fastly moved the blade in and out repeatedly.
At the petrol station there was a sniffer behind me, still a teenager, with a fair blue hooded shirt/jacket.

When i was at the cheap supermarket on the 9th and standing line up, the moustached clerk who has often showed that he is one of them stood at the other till, looked at me, then came over at this till. The woman at the till seemed to be a little irritated when he rattled at the drawer next to her. Maybe he tried to signalize to her that he that wanted to take her place now ?
Then he came over and stood near me. Then he decided to stand line up behind me, there was one person between us. But he obviously had nothing he wanted to buy. When i looked again at him he was still standing line up, now he had folded his arms.
When i was at a railwaystation in the evening i had to wait somewhat, because the clerk was loudly talking to someone who had asked for the way, in english. The last time i was at this petrol station, two days before, it was much the same. Now a woman who obviously just had a shower stood next to me, when i stepped to the side because someone came in she aped my steppes. Before i had left home i made an ironically comment about "waterboarding" in an online forum.

At 1:30 am on the 10th i heard a fizzling noise from the next streetcrossing from here. I already thougth the next time i would hear it it would usually be at the streetcrossing here. And then i heared it here, seemed to be someone whirling with a tube.
When i was outside in the early afternoon there there was a teenager crossing the street here at the next bigger street, he tipped at his cheek with his left forefinger. I looked at he other side of the street, there was a teenage girl on a bicycle who also tipped her sheek, to demonstrate that it was a gesture. It seemed to be fun to her, and the teenager on this side moved faster, a tree was between him and me, and he moved at this speed that he constantly used it as cover, despite he couldn't see me no more-he was pedestrian, i passed on a bicycle.

On the 11th i have seen the "steinar"-skinhead and his companion from the 7th again, and short time later someone who could have been the black dressed one from the 6th, but now with blue jeans and rectangular glasses. But i'm not sure, however he had much the same jacket and clean shaved bald head. His expression was much like the one of the skinhead before, seemed to be worried when he looked at me, maybe the one before just wanted to get out of the rain, but it fits.
And this day there have been several people who looked at me the way that it seemed it said something to them, or even that it should say something to me, but not hostile.
When i was outside in the late evening/at nigth someone was greeting me, sounded friendly, but i didn't remember him. Just before this someone who had about the same jacket and haircut had passed me, holding his chin hgher than usual and looking to the side, as if he wanted to present his head like a sculpture. After the greeter had passed i heared a comment, something like "there won't happen anything no more" (" da kommt wohl nicht mehr viel "), a younger man, speaking in a sarcastic way i have heared before.

About 40 of them within 13 1/2h these days, with companions and everything maybe twice this.