RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Landlords and Slumlords
Although life is difficult at it's best - landlords and slumlords make it impossible.
There is no understanding or mercy on their part, people are like cattle to them - all have a price on their head.
Thrown into city streets - left to earthly devices on their own - any and all are sent to their doom.
Why is this happening in the best run city in the world?
Because landlords and slumlords worship and honor the almighty dollar and don't care one iota for American people.
And all is being done with blessings from our city council and city manager.
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