I had business at the bank two days in a row which can easily be verified. When this happens I usually dine across the street and head down Commerce to get to school, so my presence near the No. 2 line had nothing to do with the lady who flashes one of my self-isolating classmates in the morning, which happened the first round accidentally at me because I was unexpected on that line, leading to a revenge claim when I was proximate the next day, didn’t take that line. I don’t appreciate being abused by hobby stalkers. She’s cute, I wish them well. The deviousness in such a riot of mis-perceptio further implicates VW (Vniversity of Washington) in the aktion at Maine. This bloodcurdling necessity is because they asked for it by circling me with impugnation.