Part 1 — The Livestream on the Bridge
My daughter collapsed on a blistering bridge, and strangers didn’t reach for help—they reached for their phones, hunting a better angle while I begged for someone to call 911. Then nine veterans stepped out of the heat like a trained unit, and everything got worse before it got better.
The bus never came, or maybe …
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