My Neighbor Built a Balcony Over My Backyard While I Was Away So I Made Him Tear It Down

rectangle of churned dirt with a chain-link fence around the perimeter. Then the framing started. The nail guns started at seven every morning with a sound like a long string of small explosions, and from there the usual construction-site ecology established itself: trucks idling in the morning, workers calling measurements across the lot, a ladder continue reading …