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The sun was setting over Lake Merritt, casting a long, golden shadow across the peeling Victorian trim of 1247 Magnolia Street. For Marcus, the house wasn't just real estate; it was the smell of his grandmother’s gumbo and the sound of Tower of Power records spinning in the parlor. But the roof was bowing, the property taxes were a mountain he couldn't climb, and the "Fixer Upper" dream had become a heavy weight. As he drove toward his new, smaller place