There is a terrible layer of old plywood and linoleum squares covering the vast expanse of the the ground floor. As we slowly peeled it away and pulled out by hand each and every spiral shank nail left behind by the rotting plywood, we revealed that the entire surface is old hardwood and in the storefront there is a tiled section that must have been the original recessed entrance, complete with the building number and at one time a name (now a mystery) written out in green and white half inch tiles.
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