There’s a family not too far from my neighborhood with a billboard-sized sign in their front yard. They live on about 1/3 acre and their house is about 3000 sq ft and valued at 430k. The crime rate in their neighborhood is non-existent, not even the occasional hood rat checking for an unlocked car door. Sometimes I wanna knock on their door and ask them about the dystopian hellscape, how they are managing to survive it, and who does their amazing landscaping. But then I want ice cream.