Tuesday, February 18, 2025

     There's an L.A.P.D. Metro Transit police team that have accused me of loitering at the outdoor waiting area/drop-off/pick-up.  I've heard, by relay, that they're off their assigned route, and, dirty.  The cars trying to recover me are blocked from moving up.  This morning, I left at 04:30, and, went to eat breakfast, early.
     Yesterday, the Fuel Rod battery re-charger machine, in Union Station, was broken.  I think I've been moved up, farther, north, vertical, where nothing works correctly.  The lines don't hold.  Today, I had to come to the charity, soup kitchen, to plug in my phone, to charge it.
     The terrorists, and, wayward Marines are transporting onto my body, fast, constant.  They are violent.  I'm being tortured.  I'm completely over-powered, by their excessive force.  They restrain my movement.  I am alive and in good health, trapped by their numerous, illegal, Robotics-things, held onto my body by dirty, illegal, systems.

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