Shelter staff has an episode

Cop, female, Dutch national origin, ambles in in 4 feet about and dark eyes and hair. Looks at the long suffering concierge of the hotel, says Fire as in FDNY ambulance, which outweight citizens by Nazi drivers by about 50% he grumbles something, saying that the oil was delivered there was a gas smell though, intimating I was smelling the non existent gas smell, am roughed up by a dual series of sign in guards, ridiculed by the scrum arranging staff that laugh at me, one trying to taunt me so much that I'll eventually believe every loud sound is a slap in my face, then pressing her body looking at her co worker like I'm the biggest joke in the world, saying she's going to have to do this-at 14th Street, where I found two false cops, with court officer ID numbers, from the same "court" with grates on the basement windows , now Anthology Film Archives, that Marilla Palmer and Peter Zaremba  of the Fleshtones or, I'll say African American on the NYPD ID if you do, were officiated in marriage by Palmer's father, mentioned as court to me by the same team at Jamaica that shoot 54 bullets to off a marriage, all looking like Ramses the Provenzano Berlusconi connection. Prior to that a crowd of more than 300 people blocking all access to the F downtown, exactly in the area of Anthology, so much so I had to stand by the wall to wait until  'dam kicked in again.