Michele Feltman Strider on Nostr: You jog your sloppy way back to the farmhouse, hoping to learn how you, too, can have ...

You jog your sloppy way back to the farmhouse, hoping to learn how you, too, can have less HOA interference in your life.

You're surprised no lights pop on as you step onto the porch. You wave at the doorbell camera, but there isn't one. There's not even a doorbell. You knock on the solid wood door. Antique. So hip.

You admire the oil lamp in the window as you wait for someone to answer.

From deep inside, a voice yells, "Come in." You push the heavy door open and enter. There's no one there.