Sunday, PS15 janitor

PS15 janitor, 4th of July weekend, Sunday. Standing by spies. If no one reliable is present, that occurs 95 percent of the time, stalkers of all ages and look, no matter cold, rain or heat, night or day, or noise, are standing by next/near this apartment, in this building as well, ready to move into the middle of the frame as soon I start a new video recording or right after a specific event also set up by the spies, in fact, at any instant the spy master decides. This also happens with vehicles standing by at the 328 E hydrant, or just beyond my cameras reach, many delivery bikers involved. CIA/FBI concealed cameras at my apartment help to coordinate spies’ actions in the street. The whole street operates as a cult compound with the caveat that it is controlled by the spy agencies. My case has to be made officially public, even if that means to go over a superior, a giant, very sophisticated mafia is occupying the country, it has to be exposed. Any “insurance” the spies have against me, situations the stalkers have created to undermine me, won’t work, I have much more of what I have said. The only thing the good guys have to do, is to put me in the legal arena, and observe from afar, don’t have to risk anything, no need to vouch for me. I’ve tried to make my case official but security guards and receptionists working for the spy agencies have refused to let me talk to anyone.