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I am not on that until my next door neighbor told me I was famous around the neighborhood. During the first few months of lock down, I walked to my car across the street without a mask. My street is very narrow, only one car can pass through while the other must pull out to allow others to pass. No one really walks on the street with the exception of the few that go for their daily walks. Someone had taken a photo of me from maybe 7-8 houses up and caught me without a mask. Oh boy, the madness was like fly on siht. Everyone was on me about being maskless. Yet, there was not anyone around within hundreds of feet. A few threaten to come knocking on my door and give me a bag of mask. Some say, there must a way to call the authorities to fine me or give a citation of some kind. That's place is full of a bunch of keyboard worriers. Much worst then a pimple faced age Honda car form.
I fought back but decided it was fruitless after a few hours. It was like rolling in the mud with a pig except the pig actually likes rolling in it.
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