🤔 Imagine your house was on the border of two different countries? 🇺🇸 Welcome to Derby Line, Vermont / Canada 🇨🇦

Some people live on the edge.

Some live on the line. Literally.

Welcome to Derby Line, Vermont, where your front door might be in the United States, but your bathroom—and your morning shame spiral—happens in Canada. It’s the only place in the world where you need a passport just to grab toilet paper from the upstairs linen closet.

The houses weren’t designed to be international incidents, but thanks to some cartographical confusion in the 1700s (thanks, Treaty of Paris), the U.S.-Canada border slices through Vermont streets, homes, and even coffee tables.

One house there is so perfectly split, the owners hung two flags: one over the kitchen (USA), and one over the bedroom (Canada). Romantic until you realize they file taxes in both countries and can’t agree on healthcare.

Not to mention the Haskell Free Library and Opera House, where the stage is in Canada and the audience is in the U.S. It’s the only place where actors technically exit stage right into another country.

There’s something poetic about this. Feels like in a time of tariff talks, this small Vermont community may have the answers we seek as a divided nation. Like are they tariff-exempt?

In a world that loves drawing lines, we accidentally built homes that ignore them. No wall. No drama. Just neighbors. And maybe a mild identity crisis.