My neighbour when I was a kid lived like a slob, me and my sister and brother when I was 5 helped hem clean up, he had owned our house, sold it to my mum for 4000 in 1972, the house across the road and the bungalow, there were three houses far from nowhere and he owned them all, funny in '73 houses went up dramatically and ours was worth £8000 in a year, he tried to reclaim it but failed
but he lived like a tramp but was soo well off. He used to fashion wood into lady bits and would ask me, a 10 year old, to tell me how realistic they were, the perve didn't stop there but I was the only kid available and he was too far from any other. but there are people out there that live in abject poverty that are still seriously well off because of wartime paranoia.
You can't buy happiness but you can buy a bike and that's pretty close
Sneaking in components behind hubbies back Shhhh!!!
1995 Marin Bear Valley SE
1988 Specialized Rockhopper Comp