The Golden Downtown
The listing was down. Elias Thorne stared at the blank space on his laptop screen where the photos of the parlor had been, the cursor blinking with a rhythmic, accusatory pulse. He had listed the house on the local portal that morning, setting the price at a figure that barely covered the remaining mortgage, let alone the medical bills that had swallowed the last of his savings over the past...
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