THE CORNER PHARMACY
The bell above the pharmacy door chimed at six in the morning, the way it always did, announcing another Tuesday in a Brooklyn neighborhood that was changing faster than anyone could keep up with. Marcus Lee stood behind the counter and watched Mrs. Glickman shuffle in from the second floor of the building across the street, her cardigan buttoned wrong and her slippers scuffing the sidewalk. He...
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