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Approximately a quarter of a mile east of Snyder’s, Steven stops on Rodmer Street in downtown Grayville, pressing his right foot to the brake pedal in the driver’s foot well. What grasps his attention is a large, handwritten sign hanging on a wrought-iron gate to his right. The sign is a canary-yellow hue with blazing-red lettering on thick construction paper. The sign’s size is obnoxious: two feet long and three feet high. It reads 1 Bedroom Apartment—Utilities Included. A phone number is listed beneath this information in thick strokes of onyx-black marker.