I work with a woman who works for a non profit org that helps place section 8 tenants into properties.

In 2020, we took on one of our most challenging deals in Hudson, NH, where a woman reached out, desperate to sell her home and escape a troubled marriage.

Now the real issue is the other tenant has now written me a lengthy letter saying she is scared to address the issue because of repercussions from this woman.

He tapped on a door and a woman in a fleece zip-up and sweatpants appeared.

I kicked things off by listening to the BiggerPockets podcast, where I heard an inspiring story from a woman who’d quit her W2 job within a few years of investing.

I'd rather live in a country where there is confusion about what a woman is, than a country where women have minimal rights or where they are in short supply because of failed social engineering policies. 

And, you're with other women, being taught by a woman.

What, you think I am some dumb woman that doesn't know what you are doing here?

They play this game because the guy has a criminal record so the woman applies for the apartment alone.  

I’ve given food to hungry people, I’ve given the shirt off my back to an old naked woman, I've bought shoes for kids, built a school for aboriginal tribal families in the mountains, and handed out toothbrushes.