The NYPD wants to kill me with a heart attack at 43.

People I know pay the NYPD and other law enforcement to torture me. They have drugged me hundreds of times. They have women try to set me up for leering and stalking. They have women and men try and pick fights with me. They destroy my property. They physically attack me. 

I have survived so much torture from them it’s unbelievable. I know the NYPD and New York law enforcement inside and out by now. The same way that they know me. I’m going on the record right now and saying under the circumstances, I’m healthy. I don’t drink. I don’t smoke. I don’t party. I eat healthily. 

The reason I mention this is because I’m pretty confident the NYPD and New York law enforcement would love to make me have a heart attack or kill me with drugs. I’m homeless, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to drop dead. I have a place to keep clean clothes. I have a place to shower. I sleep in chairs on subway platforms on the Upper East Side and Midtown. I have been homeless for five years. I’m getting all As and Bs at community college. I’m working on my vlogs and blogs in my spare time. 

Three out of four of my grandparents are Jewish. One of my grandparents is Christian. When I was growing up people would say “never again” when talking about the Holocaust. Hopefully, someone will help me soon. For me, it feels like “never again” has turned into part two.

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Mark Pine

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