To the woman who knocked on my apartment door a few weeks ago: Don’t come back.I did something I knew went against my better judgment.A woman in her early 30’s, standing little over five-feet with black hair, knocked on my apartment door around 7 or 8 in the evening with a request for help.I was dumb enough to answer it and fulfill her request even though I knew, just knew, it wasn’t a valid one.She asked for some personal items for her mother. I tried to give her some of the items, but they apparently were too big. She said ...