post script who cares. my client family talked to the troll in the garden who said i was a scary/threatening man. though each time she has been the attacker, the latest with the aid of her snarling cancerous dog. her lip snarled in mimetic accord when i asked her to leash it and she said blow it out your ass, you're just a fuckin' dog walker. although she says i'm threatening to her and upsetting to her dog, she and the dog don't appear to be afraid, they seem to be fierce and hostile.
i cannot feel for someone so hateful and harsh. comet's mom says we must rise above. maybe so but i had to repulse her repulsive self first. and the dog will soon be free of the troll's misery.
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