Condo Chronicles

Let me save everyone some time, shall I?
I don’t care if you believe me.
I don’t care if you continue to believe the clowns – the ones juggling your money, your rules, and your common sense while setting the building on fire with a smile.

You’ve had front-row seats to the circus for years.
Every act the same:
🎩 “Watch us disappear another hundred thousand dollars!”
🐇 “Abracadabra! Transparency gone!”
🤡 “Trust us – we’re professionals!”

Meanwhile, you still clap, still nod, still hand them the microphone every AGM like they’ve just cured cancer instead of caused chaos.

So here’s the plot twist:
I’m not here to convince you anymore.
I’m here to record the madness for when you finally wake up in the 25th hour and ask,

“How did we end up broke, bitter, and barricaded by lawsuits?”

Simple.
Because you believed the clowns.
And I warned you – you just didn’t listen.

💬 Call me names if you must.
🎯 It’s all the same to me.
I will win in court.