My wife's family owned a summer home in Maine, and they got along fine with the locals. My father-in-law was having his car serviced and a New Yorker was hassling the station owner. The New Yorker was whining and complaining.
"What would you people do without us? What do you do all winter after we go home?"
"Fumigate."
My life in Maine has not changed much since the chinkenpox.I go where I want and never wear a mask. Our Dem gov has not been an a$$hole to us on the coast.