They're already soft launching this with trans people's ID's

No, I got the point, it just really bothers me to trivialize sleeping in a tent. It's really hard and no you would not choose sleeping in a tent over an HOA. That's what anybody chooses an HOA. Because homelessness, which sucks, is the only other choice for some people.

Well, you're gonna get arrested and they're going to steal your tent. Not in that order though. Have fun I guess.

This is so fucking true

It shows me they have no idea how to check the comps. Some eBay sellers will be delusional about their items or will list something for an inflated price just for the outrage views, that doesn't mean it's ever sold for that price. You've got to check the most recent sold listings and check to see how many sold recently.

Flock cameras make it look like there's a lot of crime in the area

You absolutely would not rather live in a tent. Living in a tent really sucks.

Oh I'm selling mine before my next birthday for sure. This won't be me when I'm old! I only had 3 of them, but that is too many.

Reasons:

1. They refuse to write a will, it's now or never

2. They're tripping over this stuff and getting rescued by the fire department or paramedics on a semiregular basis

3. There are some actually valuable objects, which they cannot mentally differentiate from the junk

4. I don't want to deal with this on top of being sad they're dead, I'd rather do it while I'm still annoyed with them

I wrote a long reply but at the end of the day it's better to get it done now, tldr

[insert selling platform here]

Sure, but I saw these ads before that.

Loosely related: if your relatives ever give you anything to sell on Facebook Marketplace or something, they will insist on some sort of insane price which will not move. You lower the price dramatically and it finally sells after weeks and weeks of just sitting there. Knowing that your boomer relative will be angry that it sold for $25 rather than 40 bajillion dollars, you lie to them and say you sold it for $45. They bitch, shit themselves, scream and cry, give you a hard time all throughout Sunday dinner and then claim they're going to sell their own stuff from now on. They never sell anything, or even attempt to do so. The end.