Tenant at second floor, who runs a massage parlor in Connecticut, at her say, Japanese but claims to be Korean, plants more forgeries, and steals material for Queens College, CUNY, putting it in the foyer,no 3.25PM mail at  along with a votive candle reading  Cindy's child shower in blue marker, for Marilla Palmer Zaremba, who also owns a house in Connecticut. tenants found through Emanuel Adimiketakis, a Golden Dawn Nazi Greek with no real estate license, acting as such for ReMax, wanted for extradiction in Greece, and, of course, an art lover and connoisseur. Their car is Nissan, which is also a 111, Queens police cover deal;

As a result, smashed the votive and put it in the trash, since I don't know of my mother ever going to a child's shower or her even knowing a person called Cindy and I don't have black outs so;

Found a Mead notebook with the title philosophy, art history thought in general in my handwriting and nothing inside;

Found a Mead notebook me-n-my- shadow with ABCDEFGi written in my mother's handwriting for them,
and dumb ass notes on mania and schizophrenia in mine.

I was in the foyer to see if the mail was delivered. There was none left there visible, and there's always mail,everyday;

From upstairs the whore laughed a harsh laugh saying see how we know? which is also inexplicable, since the notebooks were in front of my mother's apartment, and what was she doing with them, since, even if her contact with the police was not a genocidal cover, there is no investigation taking place. They're required by law to tell the person involved in such. I call, they say no, I throw her fucking slippers up the fucking stairs by her door, and wonder where the fuck is my mail while I have been chiseling off some orange gunk from my oven for hours, not to use toxic or environmentally unsound chemicals anywhere near me.

The whore also changed the front door dead bolt lock, an stole my key for the original, in a break in, no sign of forced entry. I approached her to ask her for the key to dupe, she gave it to me and said I could wait a week  before returning it. On the day after I went to dupe the key and returned her copy to her. The two front doors are often left with a lock unlocked, and what have you. There is no traffic of people on the premises, unless they're inordinately quiet.

Let's just fucking see, then.

Marilla Palmer Zaremba "See? We never let a prize capture go!" and she starts with the internet interference shit, I'm an error for the Crimean war,etc.  @ 3.44PM 11.29.13