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I bought two hundred acres of land for two thousand dollars and thought I’d slipped through some invisible crack in the universe where luck still favored people who worked with their hands.
Forty-eight hours later, a woman in designer heels told me I owed her homeowners association fifteen thousand dollars.
The wind was moving through the grass when she came at me, steady and relentless, the prairie bending in slow waves like it always had.continue reading …
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