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When i was outside on the late afternoon( afternoon is till 6pm, then evening, to keep it simple )on the 18th of june, and came back, two shildren on bicycles passed me. The first tipped at the tip of his nose with his finger, the one behind said "imagine you must do so/that", they found it funny. Two streets further an absurd man passed me, he looked like a gay nazi. He had a cleanshaved head, athletic, maybe weigth-trained, black comfortable clothing. And a mouth like Heydrich, but bigger. He really looked like both, and not just neo~, he had this timewarped mouth.
Then near at the market/parking place a man on a slick-tyred bicycle stopped me, maybe a martial artist, grey jacket, he obviously wanted to stop me for a moment by coming towards me, a control.
In the evening when i was at the city-week they did nearly nothing, despite i passed so many people.
The first was at the repaired bridge, when no one else was near. A very trained man, somewhat darker complexion, who just looked at me to ensure that i would know that's not incidentially. Maybe a cop. The next one was at the low bridge, the same trained build, and he looked at me the same way. He looked somewhat russian. Maybe they were both professional martial artists. Later a man who moved his head to the rigth and to the left passed me, this looked also martial-artish in a way, a kickboxer before a figth or so. He wasn't as pumped up as the one's before, but still looked trained. He looked at me, but he looked nice.
It's not unusual that martial artists are among these people. This time i did something that provoked it. In my last posting i mentioned that i drunk some beer on the 17th. When i drunk the first 3 (later+2) i punched against the cover of an empty carton, also kicked a few times against the wall. The man above me already would react if i would take a few deeper breathes, by standing on top of me or so. The sticks/staff i still have are completely taboo, i have accepted this. Because of the beer i ignored a mental barrier, so i punched this carton, mostly sitting, some minutes. Upset neighbour, payed more attention to flush the toilet when i do the next day, and martial artists showed up when i was outside.
But that's not so unusual, i don't regret it.

At noon of the 19th at the streetcrossing here a man passed me, talking to himself. He said "it was a ~pink~ day,...i haven't..."( "ein ~rosa~ Tag,...habe die nicht..." ). He seemed to be somewhat confused-or afraid. He was wearing a violet fligth jacket, black pants and white sneakers. His clothes were new, this was especially obvious at his sneakers.
When i was sitting in the near park a rigthist passed me, dressed in white, new looking clothing, a clean shaved skinhead. When he'd passed he made a gesture to his head, then he was doing some forceful uppercuts, looked as if he would be training them with weigths. Later a nosegesturer passed me in the park, a slender man with black hair, tottooed arms, also the lower arms, newish clothing.
In the afternoon i was in the shopping center in the inner city, a greyhaired black dressed man, short beard, passed me, he came up to me in an authoritarian way, made a nosegesture, then touched his buttock. When i had left the supermarket there was an older overweigted man, who stood there like a watchman, wearing a superblue t-shirt.
Outside a cleanshaved bald overwigthed man with sideburns said "this one i've seen different before" ("den habe ich auch schon mal anders gesehen") when i passed him.
Then at a place in the inner city when i passed two sitting people, looking in my direction, wearing red t-shirts and black shorts, as kind of uniforms, one was a bigger athletic with shaved bald head and sunglasses, a man who was also dressed like them passed in front of me, targeting to stop me.
Later i've seen two cops who looked like teenagers, with the timing, they came from a parking place when i passed, they could have been of their people. The way they were holding their caps looked as if they were wearing their uniforms the first time, looked like costumed.
When i was outside in the late evening with my bicycle (as usual) someone who gripped the root of his nose while looking down, and then looked at me, passed me. He was wearing a new brigth red hooded sweater.
I was looking at some furry cattle, a man on a bicycle, darker complexion, touched his lower arm and looked at me, to accuse me beeing a junky. On my way back a man on a bicycle passed me, he had the sleeves of his white jacket shoved in a position that they made him look like a pumped up comic-hulk. Maybe a martial artist.
Maybe they had send some martial artist towards me, claiming that i would be the super-enemy, and now they send one to make fun of it. On my way back i passed two men, facing each other, looked like a confrontation. When i came closer one said to the other "is this the one ?"( "das ist er ?" ).

When i came out of the door in the evening of the 20th, the old woman who lives below me was standing in front of it with some friends, she said something like that she'd lost her key. At the next streetcrossing i said to myself, that one of them will usually have a cellphone, i was thinking about if they would get into the flat.
At the near market/parking place two overdone laughing men came towards me, it was acting, mouthes wide open, big faces, and both laughing the "a"s and "h"s at the same time, each one could be heared separatly, and the a/h's all sounded the same. This was usually inspired by an article i've read online that day, it's nothing new that they get inspiration from this, it was about this nazi-symbolism, so this were initials. The two looked somewhat like lefties.
At the water i passed two young slender men, who looked both much the same, maybe twins, they were sitting on the quay wall. Both had short shaved hair and pale khaki jackets. One said that he had two penisses.
On my way back, one streetcrossing from where i said "cellphone" to myself( not loudly, and no one close to me ) a man in companion of a woman said towards my direction "i have it all landline"( "ich habe ja nur noch festnetz" ), to show that they had been watching me before.

At 1:30 am on the 21st someone outside, on the other side of the street, opposite this house said "but is he still awake ?"( "aber ist er noch wach ?").
In the afternoon i brougth empty beer cans to a petrol-station, i don't drink often, but maybe this was from a year or so, so they have been many. On the way to the station in front of the playground at the near park a child smoking a cigarette passed me. He was a boy, younger then ten. I looked at him, and he took the cigarette to his mouth and he looked at me.
His hand made a gesture, the forefinger was straigth and pointed vertically upwards, next to his eye, and the hand was all the time, while he moved it to his face, as if it would be made out of one piece, he didn't move his fingers. The way he looked at me was not as childs do, it was of dead mechanic sureness. He was like a junky. Also his eyes. His clothes looked new.
When i left the petrol station one of their rightists passed me.
When i was sitting in the near park there was again someone who touched his nose when he was in the middle of the way that crosses the big meadow. This time a jogger, all dressed in white exept his pale grey shorts. He then snortet in a tissue and then wlaked instead of continuing jogging. When i wanted to leave the park there was a brown dog standing in the middle of the way. A woman had him on long leash, she was standing behind the dog beside the way, on the small path that is used by joggers, she was conservativly dressed with a coat and had a cellphone in her other hand. It looks as if the dog was standing where he had to stand, and it looked as if the dog was trained to do so, as a guard dog. It had a remarkable strange face, with big flew, i think it was a mastiff. But it would be small for that, maybe it wasn't an adult one. I took the next way out.
Later in the inner city there was a concentrated cleanshaved skinhead passing me who looked angry, his face frozen in this expression.
The next time i was outside two men walked in front of me, near the townhall, when i was behind them one turned his head to the other and impulsively said that then he would go mad, in a way that it seemed he was pretending to be kidding about it, because he was exercising to do so. Maybe cops, both bigger than me.
Then the next time i was outside a skinhead passed me when i turned into a street at the near market place, he had much similarity to the one with the frozen angry face, this one's face wasn't so overdone, but they had been done in one row, this one had also this concentrated expression and moved that way, no hair, similar proportions.

And this morning, on my way to the baker, i had a stalker. A man, darker complexion, maybe an arabian background, he came closer, it felt nasty, so i stopped at the street to cross it( not at the traffic ligths ), hoping he would pass. But he stood beside me, when i looked to the side i've seen his eyes, he looked like someone who was waiting that his button gets pressed. Then he looked to the side as i did, imitating me. After i had crossed the street i walked slower, and he passed me. He was bigger and heavier than me, he was wearing a white jacket, black pants and white/fair sneakers. On the back of his jacket i could read "wilkinson". His hands where like rubberhands, maybe he did too many exeercise with them, and wanted to show this. The cigarette looked as if someone else must have sticked it between his fingers.

I described most of them these days.