For centuries, our family has tilled the soil of this town, stewards of the land through countless seasons. Our roots here run deep, intertwined with the very earth we’ve nurtured, a legacy of farming that spans nearly as long as we've claimed this soil as our own. Yet, despite our enduring presence and contributions, we find ourselves in an unwinnable struggle—a game skewed against us. With heavy hearts, we've decided that clinging to a battle with a predetermined outcome serves neither our legacy nor our future. Therefore, we are locking up and choosing to safeguard our power and the wealth born from our labor, relocating it to a place that values and cherishes our contributions. It's a place where the essence of our hard work, the very soul of what we've built, can flourish. This decision is not an admission of defeat…rather, it is a bold assertion of our agency. We're not merely leaving…we're stepping toward a future that honors our toil and respects our heritage.
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