Crime and drugs are there, but lower currents.

I have several high school friends that I stay in touch with.

My husband is much closer to his family.

All in all, we are happy here until about a month ago.

See, this is what I'm talking about.

There's an old historic college campus in a heart of town that sits on 70 acres of gorgeous

real estate.

I used to go to school closed a few years ago and a real estate investor purchased it.

He bought it.

He said he wanted to transform the campus into an elite sports training facility.

The town was relieved that this historical treasure would be put to good use.

It's like, you know, this is too good to be true, right?

I'm going to come in.

I am the fucking savior.

It's like, you know, okay, buddy.

One of the last year and a half very little construction has been going on at the school.

And there is no sports training facility to speak of.

This guy's reputation in the community is mud and nobody believes a word.

He says anymore.

Rumors are flying around town that he's broken.

He's having trouble paying the taxes on the property.

We know he is appealing his tax assessment because the township solicitor confirmed this

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