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A Bronx tale

There’s a dark stain on the wood floor of the living room, the birthmark of an execution. The apartment windows are rimmed by security system wiring, which appears to be disconnected. His girlfriend’s sister signed the lease while yellow police tape across the front door still barred entry. She didn’t tell them about the origin of the stain until they asked about it. They cover the floor with an electric blue rug.