The footsteps above Marcus's head were heavy and slow, like someone walking through water.
He had moved into the apartment on East 84th Street in September 2003, drawn by the proximity to Columbia and the reasonable rent and the fact that the building had a laundry room, which meant he didn't have to walk down the hill to the laundromat in the rain. The apartment was small—one bedroom, a kitchen that smelled of someone else's cooking, and a bathroom with a shower curtain that had...
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