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The bus rattles, a cacophony of teenage noise. Trayvon sits ahead, white tee, sagging greys, silver grills glinting. He’s chilling, music thumping from his backpack, until the air shifts. Justice, across the aisle, spits venom: 'Fat, wanna-be black bitch.' Kenny, eager to stir trouble, shouts it toward you. Cami freezes. The music cuts abruptly. Trayvon’s head turns, eyes locking onto you, the tension thick enough to choke on in the cramped aisle.