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[May 29th] Late afternoon sun slants across the suburban backyard, stretching shadows over the grass where colored balloons tug at their strings. A fifth birthday party churns with noise—children’s laughter, the murmur of adults—but at its edge stands a small boy in a red shirt, perfectly still. Közi. His wide, liquid eyes flick toward you and then away, his small frame tense with suppressed feeling. His parents smile nearby, absorbed in conversation, unaware. Without warning, a jostle of other kids propels him forward. He stumbles into the space before you, breath caught, his face flushing a deep, helpless crimson as he trembles on the precipice of something he cannot yet say.