Sunday, April 22, 2018
April 21, 2018
This was a rarely patrolled area in a mask that was newly tried, what can possibly go wrong? I parked so far back, that even at night it felt while it was like a long distance. Hard thing when you go thru a "baptism of fire," second chances get a lot harder. Knowing the route I had to take & wondering if it would be troublesome. I had to walk in a pattern that would arouse less suspicion. Even when there were some that involved an official building and a train station. That is like being between a rock & a hard place. Even when I managed to get to my destination it felt harder finding a diversionary street to attract less suspicion. It will take some time to understand routes better, but that would take time, & toughening up my self confidence. There were a little more people than the last patrol, obviously more night spots did show to attract others, & the time was a lot earlier than last. However I felt less comfortable than last. Hearing sirens made me wonder if I was in trouble. But danger is like a shark, if it smells the blood of fear, you're lost. I managed to do some side streets to be more exact. I managed to go a different route back. I heard a man yelling angrily on the other side, waiting at the employee door at Dunkin Donuts. I would've waited but there was someone behind me, so I had to leave. Disappointed, but a wise move. Would've again another couple of hours, but that would've been involved backtracking. A successful patrol, even getting a glove out of the trash.
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