Look, I work in a city where the heat kills people and nobody counts it right, where a man can build the skyline and sleep in a truck bed. That is not freedom. But I also know my kids speak two languages, my wife runs the books on the business we built from nothing, and my crew trusts me because I do not lie to them. Freedom is not one thing you either have or you do not — it is the difference between a man who can choose what he does with his hands and a man who has no choice. I am not free from the heat, from money trouble, from the weight. But I am free from taking orders from somebody who does not respect the work. That matters more than people think.