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😮 I removed the handcuffs from a prisoner and recognized the tattoo of my dead father. He died in Vietnam three months before I was born; I never knew him. 💔 And this 67-year-old man, accused of stealing medicine from a pharmacy, had the same military badge on his arm that my mother has had framed in the living room for forty-eight years.

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a hero. I gave you, a while ago, a man who decides. Both were lies. The truth is a scared boy who couldn’t move, and a Güero who paid for that fear for the rest of his life.”

And I, standing on that bench, realized what I had just done.

I, who went into the courthouse to uncover the truth, had just recorded a new lie in an official document. I did to continue reading …

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