Let’s be honest: the middle of a row home is where light goes to die. It is that weird twilight zone between the living room and the kitchen where you can’t tell if it is noon or midnight without checking your phone. We have all accepted this as the "charm" of city living, stumbling around in the gloom and buying nightlights like we are afraid of the boogeyman. But here is a wild...
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