I bought a house in my early 20s (late 2000s). It was a crappy house, but it was a house with a yard and off-street parking. I put some work into fixing it up, but was unable to sell it without losing money thanks to the market crash. So I stayed, watching the neighborhood around me get worse and worse, thanks to an influx of niggers.

I watched cops take down a nigger with a gun on my front sidewalk. An elderly (white) man got mugged in the middle of the afternoon two blocks down. Ghetto neighbors moved in, set up subwoofers in their backyard and played hip hop all hours of the day and night, whether people were actually in their backyard or not. There was a youth center down the street, gangs of roving niglets started kicking in people's doors, spraying graffiti, destroying lawn ornaments, shooting BB guns at houses. I'm not making any of this up, I really wish I was.

Anyway, I digress. When Covid happened I was finally able to sell for a small profit and I got the hell out of town. I found a nice little condo for a reasonable price, but I've been looking at houses again, and the prices are absolutely insane for what is being offered. I honestly don't know if I will ever be able to afford another actual house, and it's depressing as shit.