The Newton Street Code
The basement flooded every time it rained. Not dramatically — just a slow seep through the concrete floor that left a dark ring around the edges of the room, like a tide mark. Dr. Richard Malloy had stopped trying to fix it six months ago. It was easier to teach around the water than to fight the landlord, who was easier to ignore than to fight. He stood at the blackboard — a salvaged door hung...
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