camou's camouflage

When i bicycled over a place in the inner city on the 30th march some people sitting there yelled at me as if i would be someone who did an exciting performance and they would be my public/fans.
Another time some people in a car, waiting at a traffic light, yelled "ey" at me, to create a criminal ambiance.
Maybe right-extremists.
There were two sniffers that day, one who was dressed with a bleached jeansjacket and stopped with his bicycle next to me also insisted on a criminal charisma.

When i was on my way to the shopping centre in the inner city on the 31th at the beginning a very ecological woman on a bicycle passed me, she was holding an japanese longbow wrapped in some decorative cloth, but with a string on it, as far as i remember.
In the shopping centre there was a black dressed overweighted stronger than average skinhead standing at a desk to the middle of the passage, much exposed, near the entrance of a large store. Then in the entrance a man of the same shape came up straight towards me, so i had to step to the side, or he would just have walked forceful into me.
A darker man with a muscle shirt that showed his strong arms came next and looked estimating at me, maybe both were foreigners.
Later that day at the park there were two men with a smaller dog. The one man had shaved hair, he said, more to me than to his companion "you know kurdish ?" ( "kannst du" ) and moved his leather leash that the metal carabiner on it made a noise, to show that it could be used as a weapon.
And few others that day, first was a female sniffer.

In the late night of the 1rst april there was the vehicle that sounds like lot again, but not for long.
I was bicycling twice that day, the first time few hours, there was a sniffer on a small bridge across a river, a younger man dressed in black sports clothing, black sunglasses, maybe a right-extrmist. When i turned around, already some distance away, he repeated.
On my way back at the bridge near the railwaystation there was another sniffer, a man with black upper clothing, dressed somewhat hiphopish, soaked with stylish cool- and hardness. He then greets someone with a handclap.
IWhen i bought me a pizza at the railwaystation a nosegesturer, grey full beard, dressed with black upper clothing, passed me. When i left the railwaystation the stylish sniffer entered it, passing me.
There was flea-market in the city, i've seen a limping, maybe homeless, full-bearded man there who was wearing exactly the same camouflage clothing as the (ex?)skinhead at the petrol station on the 26th march : a snow-camouflage jacket, same condition, he was wearing the hood( as the one at the petrol station did ), and a green camouflage pants, same pattern. This man was smaller, and the trousers of the man at the petrol station seemed somewhat short.
I've seen him before the 26th, there he was wearing this clothing already-so maybe the one at the petrol station borrowed his clothing ?
I've read the news from the police, and i found nothing about an attack that could have made this bump i described on 26th, now i think if it would be from a wound it would be time ago, and also the result of disease because of drug-addiction.
However, he was pesented in a way to me that made him a symbol for wound.
This was the story that was told me through all this symbolizers, as far as i could keep track of it, from what has been shown to me-wich does not necessarily have to say that people know what they should symbolize to me, especially not in wich context.
And at the flea-market i got two comments on my bycicle, that suggested somehow that i should'nt have it( because it's sooooooooo ), one was a loud speaking person somewhere between all the people, only voice, they sometimes like to do so.

Then i was bicycling again, near a petrol station ( same as 26th) a shorthaired man in camouflage-jacket on a bicycle passed me, an appendant man with sunglasses was standing in front of the station. Seemed to be right extremists.
A sniffer and his companion at the station.
On my way back from a wood there was a sniffer on a bicycle who then meets another cyclist, with shaved hair and black flight jacket, both driving in front of me, so i slowed down. Seemed to be right extremists.
Few others this day, not sure at all of them.

On the 2nd there were 3 discrete sniffers, few others.
I was again at the do-it-yourself-repair&help-bicycle-shop at the lefties.
Was normally. I thought the one younger man there once was behind me with someone with shaved hair, now i had seen him again, usually only similarity.
( this time he said a few words especially loud, they did fit in some way to his last theme )

On the 3rd on my way back from the baker at the streetcrossing in front of it there was a man, brush-cut, seemed he had some weight training, he was wearing a sweatshirt, the saturated blue they liked so much in 02, with the logo "speedcity" on his back. The next person i passed looked also like them, a black dressed man moving his head to his hand to touch.
On my way to the baker close to the point where the blue was, there was a skinhead, weight trained, white sweatshirt. Won't wonder if they would tend to rightier views.
I had to go to a bicycle shop. They really(!) should have done this better. But no problem then, fortunatly.
When i was leaving someone opened the door for me, i sat on my cycle to roll out, when my frontwheel was on the pavement someone came around the corner, so i stopped, he looked at me when passing, it was a skinhead in white camouflage jacket, wearing his hood, on a flashy red new fullsuspension mtb, usually no cheap one.
Later that day there was a sniffer, a man dressed in an orange jacket, yellow bicycle.
And the postman asked me if i had fallen in love "verliebt?" when he delivered a packet with a woman's handwriting on it.
(that's all)