Somewhere near voodoo doughnuts
I was forced to leave downtown Portland early! While snapping pics of downtown scenery, I was approached hostilely by a young man, I assume homeless, demanding a picture I took be deleted because he was in it. I wasn't going to stand there letting some nut from the streets go through my pictures while he rips me off. I knew I kind of stood out as a target, acting like a tourist and buying Voodoo Doughnuts and stuff. He proceeded to stalk me for eight blocks and threatening me while trying to recruit someone else to help him rectify his plight. But he never got any other guys to help him in his quest. Now I was faced with the task of finding my car while being stalked and under threat of harm. When I found my car, I was shaking and couldn't open the door because he caught up to me, but I managed to get in. I thought I was going to have to fight him for control of my car. Believe it or not, I had to do that once before in my hometown of Fresno during an attempted carjacking, an event in my life that took me years to get over. He seemed disappointed when he saw my California plates - I guess he wanted to follow me to where I lived if I lived in town. If indeed he was in a photo I took I will post his picture because he is a stalker, and what he did to me was way worse than keeping someone's picture without their permission. Not quite sure what crimes were committed - you never know whose side the laws fall on. He took pictures of me while following me with his cell phone, saying he was going to publicize my image in some way. I don't know. I had one more place to see - Providence Park (Jeld-Wen Field), home of the Portland Timbers! But downtown Portlandia was chasing me out, perhaps for good. Get a hold on your street scum problem, Portland.
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Somewhere near voodoo doughnuts
I was forced to leave downtown Portland early! While snapping pics of downtown scenery, I was approached hostilely by a young man, I assume homeless, demanding a picture I took be deleted because he was in it. I wasn't going to stand there letting some nut from the streets go through my pictures while he rips me off. I knew I kind of stood out as a target, acting like a tourist and buying Voodoo Doughnuts and stuff. He proceeded to stalk me for eight blocks and threatening me while trying to recruit someone else to help him rectify his plight. But he never got any other guys to help him in his quest. Now I was faced with the task of finding my car while being stalked and under threat of harm. When I found my car, I was shaking and couldn't open the door because he caught up to me, but I managed to get in. I thought I was going to have to fight him for control of my car. Believe it or not, I had to do that once before in my hometown of Fresno during an attempted carjacking, an event in my life that took me years to get over. He seemed disappointed when he saw my California plates - I guess he wanted to follow me to where I lived if I lived in town. If indeed he was in a photo I took I will post his picture because he is a stalker, and what he did to me was way worse than keeping someone's picture without their permission. Not quite sure what crimes were committed - you never know whose side the laws fall on. He took pictures of me while following me with his cell phone, saying he was going to publicize my image in some way. I don't know. I had one more place to see - Providence Park (Jeld-Wen Field), home of the Portland Timbers! But downtown Portlandia was chasing me out, perhaps for good. Get a hold on your street scum problem, Portland.
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