The People's Doctor
Pittsburgh in 1926 was a city of two halves. On one side, the steel mills roared day and night, spewing black smoke into the sky and shaping the bones of a new America. On the other side, the workers coughed up their lungs and died in tenement apartments that smelled of boiled cabbage and despair. Between them stood Thomas Hudson, thirty-two, a man who had seen war and decided that healing was...
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