Being the amazing, true-to-life adventures and (very likely) misadventures of a writer who seeks to take his education, activism and seemingly boundless energy to North Minneapolis, (NoMi) to help with a process of turning a rapidly revitalizing neighborhood into something approaching Urban Utopia. I am here to be near my child. From 02/08 to 06/15 this blog pushed free speech to the envelope, so others could take heart and speak unafraid. Email me at hoffjohnw@gmail.com
Friday, April 25, 2008
Smiling Harbinger Of Foreclosure
Me and my handyman "Scuffie" were replacing the door to my house, when this guy showed up and stuck a sign in the yard next door. His presence means the house has been foreclosed.
He was cool with letting me take his picture. I gave him the old sign from the yard of my house, or at least the metal prongs--since the phone number had changed.
Waste not, want not...of Mother Earth's resources.
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