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The Real State Real Estate

When your only home is your body a home that took a lifetime to build with your own blood your mortar bound with your own bruises brick by brick when you are cut and measured by your parents but still find a piece of fertile land on which to build your home and tend a garden with the sweat and tears of friends to have the state tear up your deed and evict you like you never lived

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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Date: 3/10/2025 6:13:00 PM
Maureen, an excellent summary of what we're experiencing. I know people who have been hurt by the monster and his company. I sent an email describing some of the pain to our secretary of Transportation, hoping that some in authority (an executive secretary) will read it and pass it along. It's all rather sad to watch. However, smiles to you and those who's inner joy can never be extinguished!!
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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib
Date: 3/10/2025 7:20:00 PM
Thank you Duke. I care about the people I know and all of whom I don’t, I can only imagine and that’s enough to break my heart. xomo
Date: 3/8/2025 5:35:00 PM
A very moving write, we’re just pawns in their games.
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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib
Date: 3/10/2025 5:54:00 AM
Thank you Richard, I sadly must agree. xomo
Date: 3/8/2025 8:26:00 AM
More like 'surreal.' Have our inalienable rights been taken away, too? I've sent you mail, Mo.
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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib
Date: 3/8/2025 9:19:00 AM
Surely in time if the present charted path isn’t changed, Project 2025 well underway. xomo

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