>>33006
pretty much this
I don't have my own home. I roam from place to place, setting up to get work done and packing up before I overstay my welcome.
I try hard to stay relatively off the grid without inconveniencing myself TOO much.
Over 3 years ago, I slipped up and ran into legal troubles, and they haven't caught me yet. Never even got close. I imagine they forgot about me and moved on to the rampant gang activity instead.
I can't describe how fantastic it feels to live as a ghost. My name and face exist, but I don't. Not anymore.
This is not a confession. All of the above is a lie. Everything I typed is fiction.