Wednesday, February 12, 2025

      Yesterday, the apartment building, right here, with the big 'now leasing' sign out, told me that I couldn't come in without an appointment.  We looked at the web site, again.  It says, "come right in."
     I found a small studio, on the Google, that we're going to look at, today.  There's a seafood restaurant, in the neighborhood.
     My family and friends kind of follow me, everywhere, unable to reach me, up here.  The human traffickers seem delighted, in their success.  They show no willingness to back down and let me see my family or have money to get off the street.  They still laugh maniacally.
     Today, it's rainy.

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