As per usual I was sitting in front of the local bank, but unlike Saturdays there were people "working" there yesterday.
I put my chair right at the border of the private property of the bank and the public sidewalk, put on my speakers on medium volume and fell into the familiar state of Kosmos (a Greek word, that describes the meditative state of watching life pass by, while being an aware and silent observer).
After approx. 21 minutes I was rudely approached by the security manager of the bank: "I have domestic authority here, fuck off immediately! Otherwise I’ll call the police."
I calmly asked him to do so, if he thought it was necessary, knowing that his domestic authority wouldn’t affect me on a public sidewalk.
Some blocks went by, then I spotted two young policeman talking to the security guard and a guy in a suit.
One of them approached me.
👮🏼♂️ "Hello Sir, we were called…"
I immediately recognized the person standing in front of me. We had spent years together annoying our teachers in school.
🐰⚡️ "Till?"
The recognition was both ways. Old friends meeting again in vastly different contexts. Till had this broad grin on his face and asked me: "WTF are you doing here?"
I tried my best to explain but didn’t need to because he quickly recognized the situation. We checked if we still had each other’s numbers and decided to move the conversation to catch up on each other’s life’s to a different space and time.
He went back to the banksters and told them in a decisive tone and with the authority of the police uniform, that there is nothing they could do. That they should not harass me, since I’m just there using my right to voice my opinions.
Till and his colleague left with a 21 #Bitcoin bill each, a wink, and left me with an empowering feeling.
For the first time in my life I truly felt that I was talking on an eye to eye basis, with the police.
