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communicate with me and why did he cut up my packet. He smiled smugly at me and said “well it’s just bloody rubbish isn’t it” then turned his back and walked away. I approached him and said, “excuse me” and he said abruptly “no EXCUSE ME” and started to walk to his home on Guy Street. I recently found evidence that this man may be the owner of unit number 2 with the two young men whose friendship I rejected. These men have since moved out and the unit is being renovated. The owner from Guy Street who damaged my property has been in the yard on two occasions with the renovator overseeing this job. During my original conversation with this owner I tried to explain assertively that he could be more rational in the way that he communicates that he would like me to smoke elsewhere, and he said, “you don’t have to be so FUCKING rude to me”. At this point I laughed at this man who appeared to have no concept of how to communicate non- aggressively. Feeling affronted at being laughed at he proceeded to take photographs of my unit, my unit number and my destroyed packet of cigarettes while announcing proudly that his father is a lawyer and he will be contacting my real estate agent. He then contacted my real estate the next day (approximately July 13, 2020) and tried to get me displaced from my home during a pandemic. I walked to the service station at some point during that day and had to pass his house to walk to the petrol station. When I arrived at the petrol station, I turned around to see this man behind me smiling at me smugly. I spoke to LJ Hooker who confirmed that he had indeed called them complaining about me. I saw him on the street on the afternoon of around July 13 and told him that it was inappropriate to attempt to get a single woman kicked out of a property during a pandemic. I told him I’ve gone through an entire history of domestic violence and sexual violence, that he is a property owner with a $600,000 house and his own business, and that with his privilege he should have better things to do than get a woman displaced during a global crisis. As we stood on the road