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THE HOUSE OF THE MAN WHO SHOT AT NOTHING
Max Schimmel descended quickly to the street and took a surface car back toward the center of the city. Half way back to the business district he left the car and turned up a side street.
The houses on both sides of this street were all alike—blank-windowed and cheerless, with soiled lace curtains. They all had narrow fronts, high front steps over high basements, which made the real height of the house amount to four stories, and all had the sign "Rooms to Rent" in the windows.
Max, having already visited this locality
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