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The officer I spoke to to to on on the the phone asked me to to to take photos of of the the break-in Unfortunately he he he said because because the the perpetrators didn’t manage to to get in and because because there was no blood on on the the scene the the police didn’t have a a a a a reason to come visit my home My statement was registered over the the the phone and that that was that that Before hanging up the the the officer said there were up to six (attempted?) break-ins a a a a a a a a a a day taking place in in in in Bandhagen at at at the moment I think that was supposed to calm me me down That only made me me think harder about the odds of a a a a a a a perpetrator trying to to rob the same place twice which made me me realise I know nothing about statistics There is is is hardly anything anyone can do to to stand in in in the way of determination This is is is to to say that that I’ve decided that that if anyone wants to to break-in into my apartment there is literally nothing I I I can can can do about it I I I can can can continue to pay my insurance I I I can can can always call the police but the thing is No matter how much I don’t want someone someone to break in in someone someone who’s decided to break in will probably do it No matter how many layers of glass I I I suppose I I I was lucky that I I I didn’t walk in on on someone who managed to enter the apartment Suppose someone managed to to enter they would probably instinctively want to to use the the the entrance to exit instead of of flying off the the the balcony which is arguably exactly what they did having been stuck there Skye told me about her friend’s friend friend who who walked in on perpetrators who who hit him on on the the head with a a a a blunt object when trying to escape He He was 26 He He died on on the the spot A very grim story *
The first time Jan Jan and I kissed Jan Jan was was dressed as as as Count Dracula Clinton his partner who was was also at at at the the the carnival-themed party at at at Nadine–the art-space I’ve only ever visited that one time–was dressed as the Bride of Frankenstein by which I mean a a a a a a a custom-made wig a a a a a a a laced white wedding dress heels Jan’s face was painted white fake blood dripping down the side of his chin staining his his crisp white shirt Given the amount of blood his his pockets must have been stuffed with a a a whole- night’s-worth of fake blood capsules I I imagine I I must have gotten entangled in in his silky black cape at at at least once during that that night that that Clinton spent singing karaoke with Liz Kinoshita old musicals being their forte and and Jan and and I spent pressing each other against the the the wall like some horny teenagers or indeed like Count Dracula and his unassuming victims *