Toeing The Line
We were moving our stuff over to our new home with some friends when we discovered just how close we were to the border between two neighboring cities. We also discovered that we have very friendly neighbors who know each other by name and have "border" parties to celebrate just how close they live to the city border. Our friend Zandy was parking his truck across the street from our new place when some neighbors said that he'd get a ticket since he was technically in another city so the parking pass I'd given him was invalid. We were naturally curious just where the city line was. Turns out, our house is about half a house from the border. The house next door is also a duplex and one side of the house is in one city and the other side of the house is technically in another city so they pay taxes to two different cities. Our neighbor across the street is mostly in one city, but pays about $25 to another city because a sliver of his home is on the other side of the line. Unfortunately, he doesn't get anything in terms of services for his $25. Unbelievable! Fortunately, we don't have to get a visa to cross the border between the two
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