I used to work for an organization in Atlanta that was similar to Habitat for Humanity but smaller. Our mission was to build and rehab housing for homeless people. Ironically, our typical project involved buying an “abandoned” house that was actually occupied by a large number of squatters. The first step was us carpenters going in with shovels and axes and whatnot and rousting everybody out. We would then do an absurdly overpriced renovation on a property that would have been cheaper to tear down and rebuild from scratch, and then the house would be sold to a single family that was relatively well-off enough to afford a mortgage. I was too young to realized it at the time, but I think the whole thing was just a charity scam being run by the CEO.

The humble purple martin:

Well… I recall people were using those horrid Esteban guitars for birdhouses. IIRC they weren’t really made of wood.