The Root of the Lower East Side
I first noticed Tommy because of the bags. He was carrying them out of the building on Eldridge Street at three in the morning—canvas bags, heavy and bulging, the kind you'd use to move furniture. But Tommy was all skin and bone, and these bags weighed at least forty pounds each. He dragged them down the stairs two at a time, his shoulders hunched, his face set in that way that people get when...
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