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THE PRESERVE AND THE PRESERVED

There is a community in Boca Raton called, “The Preserve.”

This particular group of homes, named after the tree-filled wildlife oasis it single-handedly destroyed, is located between two noisy intersections -- Yamato Road and Military Trail -- and many of those homes are priced at over 1.5 million dollars.

There you will find a guard-gated community with typical faux Mediterranean homes, featuring over 4000 square feet of open and uninspired floor plans, crowded onto small lots.

While The Preserve destroyed flora and fauna and thus decimated the area’s natural beauty, there is now new activity adjacent to this exclusive enclave. Recently, another new upscale and rather lavish community opened on The Preserve’s southern side. And now some of Boca Raton’s richest and swellest are moving in right next door.

These new neighbors reside mainly in two large buildings adorned with typical South Florida  fauxness. Columns, medallions, garlands, porticos, and all the excesses these residents have come to expect.

The buildings are even segregated, with Jewish folks on one side, Christians on the other. But there is no disharmony between the two groups. No fights, harsh words, or anti-neighborly incidents have been reported.

You see, these residents on the southern side are all – how should I put it – dead.  Yes, Boca Raton’s newest community of celebrated decadence and “excessive excess” is a cemetery and a mausoleum or, as the sales representatives like to call it, a “Memorial Park.”

So, the living residents of the The Preserve’s gated community, with their expensive homes that resulted in the needless death of South Florida’s indigenous wildlife, are living next to non-indigenous, lifeless Floridians, that might bring about the demise of the area’s property values.

Talk about real estate hell!

Homes over one million dollars with unobstructed views of a cemetery.

Should the possible devaluation of the area’s property values trigger eternal gloom, well, have no fear, you can always be interred feet from your dream home.

Somewhere, egrets, falcons, cranes and ibises are smiling.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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