Shadows Over the Second Term

The roar feels deafening, almost holy. Faces shine in the floodlights, red hats lifted like a sea of belief, as Trump declares America “more powerful than ever.” For a moment, the doubt disappears. But then numbers crawl across the screen, headlines whisper of erosion, and the cheers can’t drown out a quieter, colder measur… Continues…

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