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(un)Friendly Neighbor, II

His words make me nervous. The red flags are bright.

(un)Friendly Neighbor

The first person I met in my new neighborhood isn’t a person I want to know. I met him on day two. He was helping his parents with a project. I went outside to take in the new neighborhood, and he hollered from three houses down, and then walked over for introductions and everyday niceties. […]