Dear Abby:
About four months ago, the house across the street was sold to a “father and son”—or so we thought. We later learned it was an older man about 50 and a young fellow about 24.
This was a respectable neighborhood before this “odd couple” moved in. They have all sorts of strange looking company. Men who look like women and women who look like men, blacks, whites, Indians, and yesterday I even saw two nuns go in there.
Abby, these weirdos are wrecking our property values! How can we improve the quality of this once-respected neighborhood?— UP IN ARMS
Dear Up: You could move.
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