I tried to tell my real-life story in a few more than six words… so I did

contacted mr. domagoj m., the author of book “the b. b. of b.”, for he is the man who collects stuff. suddenly life in Serbia became horror. I had no intent to harm the government who btw did everything in its might to isolate me thru its satellites both as the individual as well as the collector. It is like IOUs they owe me now, they definitely do. lo and behold, my cell conversation becomes monitored thru the old surveillance system and a friend from abroad who visited Belgrade noticed that he was being followed around after we had met. In the United States, I was publicly criticizing authorities on a few occasions and not once was i concerned for my safety. around here, in Serbia, next to those who spy on and control - you also got backstabbers whose task is to make your life miserable, one of those walks of life would be public transportation and big wheel drivers, not all of them of course, but a few bastards that are not afraid of bad karma that were instructed by the system to go “git’eem” and get to you … that’s possible for Belgrade on the other end seems to be your big village. small pool indeed. got nothing else to tell ya other than to bring packs…fingers crossed