I’ve always been a little bit fascinated by the tiny details that stick out in tragedy - the pink bicycle left outside the school in Uvalde, streamers fluttering, waiting. The 120,000 pair of shoes collected from Auschwitz, gently bent by time. The lone stroller overturned in the rubble of a Ukrainian street, empty,…
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