Party Flavors for the Royal Crown of Britain, Elizabeth II: the British and Italian Colonies as us, by keeping it in the family, them
Above, first photo: Julian Assange who will keep me and not only out of England, in my case as an ugly old woman who is more stupid than he;
Above next photo: Maria Di Maria or Di Donna, a singer for a supposedly leftist group, 99 Posse, for whom any accusation that harms me is sustainably plausible;
what these three people have in common:
my passwords and the same brothel with my name in it
can't access my blogs, can't get through to facebook, they want 'in' my work, I can start for all three as a whore, until I lose my mind because of their hatred and I kill myself.
Thanks to Google as well which has integrated my photos from this blog into its body of images without asking for permission,
and so much more.
What cover ups they're responsible for:
Alessandra Mussolini, a personal contact of Di Maria's and my estranged family. Di Maria was hired to claim that my first name has plenty to do with the not so concealed fascist.
Latest responsibilities:
Ostracizing me to allow, in night break ins:
1) Menstrual blood injected under second molar from left from the back, with flesh raw so it bleeds afterwards, this to coincide with the end of my menstrual flow. The audience here they arranged at the cafe' I'm at assures Di Maria they won't believe it;
2) A cut on my second toe, right foot, widened from its puncture mark to a vertical, slightly off to the right, to force e into rightist politics, about 10 mm long, because they say so.
The molar shows exposed bone above and root about 11, 12mm wide. This thanks to a relative of Gonzales, a family member of Maria Leon in Ecuador part of the Alicante group in Mexico, during WWII, who sequestered people in brothels based on race, and a Marilla Palmer Dutch colonized African with a Gheddafi surgery to do ENIT in for BP for their eventual coup d'état against democratic forms of government. This in a shelter where they threaten to beat me, they harass me behind doors, and they steal my benefits right from the governmental office that issues them because I don't pay rent, I'm poor, and this is what the poor deserve.
They aligned the photos like they want them for a contract with the Queen of England. I don't have all day, so you know. My hotspot shows use excessive to mine, and the connection is miserable and it shouldn't be. It's thanks to them.
They never contact me, they do not know me, claim they do, and find what is happening to me funny until they get caught. Assange is new to the proposition, since yesterday. Today Di Maria graced me with the presence of one of her family's slaves from fascist Abyssinian campaigns, wanting access to my PO box, arranging an entire scenario at the post office where one was to say, the other was to sustain, another prove. I shot out text after text to the authorities. And my politics are still the same, after years of lack of assistance and psychological and physical torture.
That's how it's done.
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