April 26, 2026 The house stood on the corner of Acacia and 119th Street. It was unlike any of the other houses in the neighborhood which were modest stuccos in pastel colors with five steps leading up to the porch and front yards with open lawns. This house was clapboard and had a high pointed roof. A tiny window sat in the middle of the roof’s V-shape, an attic or perhaps meant as a child’s bedroom. It was so old that the house which may have once been painted white wa

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