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...The Wall of RLJ Scheiße

I'm almost ready to start a Criminal Minds-style timeline on the wall in my living room garage. Because individually, each thing they’ve done might seem like incompetence—but together? It’s nefarious genius.

Let’s start with the Statement of Information (SOI). On its own, it might look like simple office stupidity. But combine that with the intentional mishandling of forms, the removal of required signage, and the vanishing of any reference that this is a Common Interest Development (CID)—and now we’re dealing with something bigger. The elected Board of Directors? Replaced. Usurped. RLJ has slid in, appointing first-time buyers and even renters as “owners,” overnight. Their only frame of reference? Apartment-style “Rules & Regulations” that they’re now calling CC&Rs.

They changed the signs to read “PRIVATE PROPERTY,” which is cute—because it’s not. It’s Common Area. So I don’t know if that makes Ms. Dunne ignorant... or in on it. I’m treating her like she’s in on it, regardless.

Condos are now being sold en masse to investors. Legally, we’re only supposed to have 16 non-owner occupied units. But at this point, it might be down to 16 actual owners total—and most of them just want to be left the hell alone.

That’s where I come in wearing skinny jeans and giving "zero fucks." I opened my mouth, called them out, and said the quiet part out loud. At the time, I didn’t even know how deep their criminal playbook ran. The other owners? They hate the Board and “Management” so much they won’t even make eye contact. When they see me coming, they bolt. Or power-walk like it’s a race to not say “good morning.”

I get it. I’d be mad too if I got slammed with a $20,000 assessment for roof repairs—and some “troublemaker” like me exposed the lie behind it. “She won’t pay, so it’s costing the rest of us!” they say. No one likes the one who refuses to follow “the rules.” But here’s the truth:

The new R&Rs? Are NOT the CC&Rs.

They’re fake.

Unvoted.

Unrecorded.

Unenforceable.

Period.

And yet... they’re being handed to new buyers like gospel truth by Title Companies who don’t know any better. Rachelle even sent them to me—as proof—in an email attachment. It was about parking, I think. Irony much?

Back to the SOI:

The Statement of Information that tells everyone who’s in charge? Gone.

Public record showing “Agent for Service of Process” is Samuel Dupuy Goza? Gone.

Samuel Dupuy Goza files a name change to “Sam Goza”? Also gone.

Security cameras? Oh, we’ve got some—now. Stadium lights, random placements. But the two that were aimed at my front door for over a year? Gone.

The footage of the robbery of my condo? Also gone.

The woman “in charge” who was seriously twisted and targeting me personally? She’s just... gone.

There is one surveillance sign left. It gives off rental-complex vibes and was slapped up without a vote. No transparency. Just tens of thousands of dollars vanished. No reserve funds left.

And that “PRIVATE PROPERTY” sign you see when you enter? Bullshit. That driveway is Common Area. By all rights, I own 1/183rd of this entire ScheißeHole.

I could go off on the insider real estate trading happening under all of this, but I’ll save that gem for another day.

It’s time people knew what these heathens are doing. Please share—and say a prayer.

Stay tuned.