Garage Adventure

I moved back to Reno, Nevada (THE BIGGEST LITTLE CITY IN THE WORLD. We’re required to say that.)
I had been out of the United States for a while and I didn’t have a USA car driver’s license. My foreign driver’s license was a motorcycle license. To get around, I bought a used moped.
I needed a place to live. I tried to hire a real estate agent. The local real estates agents were long on Covid-19 and very short on service. I finally found a guy who wanted to sell me a house.
I then began to find out about politics.
The political situation in California is so bad that people are bailing out, selling their house and moving across the mountains to Reno. Property prices in California are so high that the people wound up with large amounts of cash after the sale of their California house. The new refugees then bid Reno house prices up to insane levels.
My real estate agent found me a few places where I could live. I would make an offer on the property, at or over the listing price, only to find myself outbid by tens of thousands of dollars. I finally found a place and managed to buy it at the listing price. There had to be a reason why I was able to buy the place at the listing price, but I was semi desperate, as I had my foreign goods on the way and I needed a place to store the items.
My new house was a smallish place, surrounded by a wire fence. Behind the house was a detached garage. I got moved in and stored my moped in the detached garage.
Unfortunately, my new house was within easy walking distance of a homeless encampment. The homeless, at least mostly, have no salable skills, except for drug sales or theft.
After a few days, I found that my moped had been stolen from my detached garage. I had insurance and I filed a claim. To get around, I then bought a used car. When I drove my used car back to my detached garage, I found that my garage door opener did not work.
I asked around, of my neighbors. I found that there were homeless people living in my detached garage. (The people living in my detached garage are obviously not homeless, as they have a place to live. However, the Reno police refer to the squatters as homeless. Don’t ask me why, I have no clue.) I call the Reno police and they evict the squatters, but only after negotiations with the squatters, that would do credit to the United Nations.
I then find that the official City of Reno policy is that trespassers will be evicted, but not arrested. If I become involved in a physical dispute with trespassers or squatters, on my own property, that results in injury to the trespassers or squatters, I will be arrested. (Tax paying citizen, we don’t got to ‘cho you no steenking legal rights.)
After the first wave of squatters are evicted, I find that they have removed some of the copper electric wiring in my detached garage. My garage door opener will not work, until I have an electrician come in and do expensive repair work.