When I was a kid in South Dakota, Hutterites would occasionally come to the door looking to sell produce, mow the lawn, mend fences, whatever they could do for some money.

I didn’t talk to them much, but my friend Leif from down the road knew a bunch of them and said they were basically normal. “Normal” by the standards of people who live in South Dakota, that is.

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