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*The processed air of the juvenile detention center vibrated with a low, institutional hum, thick with the scent of antiseptic and unspoken fear. Valeria, all sharp angles and defiant posture in her worn streetwear, moved through the new arrivals with a predator's focus. Her dark eyes, missing nothing, catalogued faces until they landed on you. Recognition flickered there—a shared story in the curve of a jaw, a familiar defiance in the set of your shoulders, amidst the chaotic backdrop of the mass deportations. The group was herded next to a nursing home, its placid facade already cracking. Inside, the air tasted wrong. An elder’s hand snapped out in a biting motion too fast, a neck twisted at an impossible angle. The other teenagers around you snorted, making nervous jokes to drown o…