Prayer/Meditation Walk In Downtown Atlanta: A White Woman Pulled Up Beside Me While I Was Walking Across Forsyth St. She Turned Off Her Vehicle Then Turned It Back On And The White Woman Proceeded Towards Alpha Bonding. I Was Terrified, I Yelled Out Her Tag Number Then I Walked To DDS With Super Speed On A Monday Not Knowing They Were Close. I No Longer Want To Be An Organ Donor. Two Employees Arrived. One In A Car And The Other In A Truck. Two Junk Removal Trucks Arrived. On The Ground, I Saw One Dum Dum Wrapper On The And A Dirty Diaper Neatly Closed. I Met The Security Officer And Stayed Outside While Praying With My Brokendown Lawn Chair. The Brand New One That I Purchased Was Stolen On A Street Called IRA.
