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Soon I will be going places beyond this block...maybe I'll write a 'Special' DJ article then...

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By Elizabeth Cunningham Perkins
Posted Oct 7, 2011 in Travel
All week I have been tossing, giving and packing stuff, looking forward to getting away from this problem rental property. Montgomery House, also known as Knapp-Astor House in the National Register of Historic Places, is a Queen Anne style Victorian converted to offices -- except for one apartment the Tortoise Cat and I have called home for several years. Yet this building has become, increasingly since the recession, a target for diverse troublemakers, and the property management company has barely been dealing with the situation.
Also, there is lots more traffic in and out of here than an apartment building would see (and hear), and a much higher percentage of strangers, instead of folks I recognize, and -- weirdly, counter-productively, carelessly -- the business owners are blasé about security, often buzzing anyone in, or even propping the "locked" lobby doors so they won't have to be bothered buzzing anyone in.
Often enough, the housing-challenged have entered, hung out in the waiting rooms, then hid inside an empty suite until after business hours, exiting (with bumps and bangs) during the pre-dawn. But they are not the biggest disturbance for me; outside trespassers expel bodily fluids every way possible, commit vandalism, have sex (with others or alone), attempt drug deals (or consumption) and case the place.
The Serenity Prayer is my fall-back position.
I do not feel frightened while I'm here on the premises; the intruders flee my command-toned challenge immediately, though someday, I reckon, I may end up in a video on YouTube -- of a crazy, scary old east side Milwaukee lady who charges and hollers brandishing a four-cell "police flashlight" whenever someone trips her alarm wandering into the back yard, meaning the area in back of this building and the apartment building next door owned by the same company, where the owner refuses to put up fencing or signs or better lighting.
So I have put up signs and lights myself and created a rock, weed and shrub garden as a boundary-obstruction.
Trespassers I have surprise-greeted rarely return to watch me perform again -- almost every encounter, I meet someone new.
Does it look like this apartment-dweller wants company? Notice  the next-door neighbor put up fencin...
Does it look like this apartment-dweller wants company? Notice, the next-door neighbor put up fencing, as most of the other property owners who live on this block have done.
The security warning reads:  Your presence is being monitored and may be recorded. Pertinent informa...
The security warning reads: "Your presence is being monitored and may be recorded. Pertinent information is being streamed to the mother ship. Trespassers deemed to be of scientific interest are subject to beam-up without further notice." Behind, a stick-sculpture-angel hovers.
The rock  weed and shrub garden created to obstruct trespassers from cutting through is fading durin...
The rock, weed and shrub garden created to obstruct trespassers from cutting through is fading during early autumn.
Despite the alarm system, I rarely venture more than a few blocks or minutes away -- or I bring my electronics and the cat along.
So now I have paid my last "east side rent" -- plus plenty extra for the security systems -- and soon I will be done lugging my household with me whenever I venture further than to the grocery store about three blocks away, like someone accustomed to living in a shelter or under a bridge.
Really, beyond reorganizing files and discarding obsolete paperwork, I just about finished packing last week. I do not own "real furniture," having stuck to crates and buckets since my college days (that serve as instant moving containers), and I use the Internet as my library and possess less than a suitcase of clothing. Everything is boxed, bucketed or bagged, and could fit into a five by ten foot storage locker with lots of room to spare -- except the houseplants, and the rock and crystal collections.
The 900 block of East Knapp Street  Milwaukee  Wisconsin appears calm and quiet as dusk begins.
The 900 block of East Knapp Street, Milwaukee, Wisconsin appears calm and quiet as dusk begins.
When I finally begin going somewhere besides around this block, and de-stress for a week or so, I will begin seeking a topic for a "Digital Journal reports" article.
This blessing sign at the entrance to the church garden down the block reads   Peace & Grace Be ...
This blessing sign at the entrance to the church garden down the block reads, "Peace & Grace Be Unto This Place," and the sunny, flowery welcome juxtaposes with wrought iron bars.

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