The Signal of Decay

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The rain in New York did not wash the city clean; it only turned the grime into a slick, iridescent oil that coated the sidewalks of the Lower East Side. Sarah Jenkins lived in a room that was less a home and more a waiting room for the grave. The cancer had already claimed her appetite, her strength, and her future. She was forty-two, a temporary teacher at a community center that smelled of...

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