He walked toward the agents and never walked back. In the seconds between his last step and the crack of gunfire, a nation’s fault lines split wide open. Was Alex Pretti a danger, or a mirror? Minneapolis didn’t just burn; it argued, screamed, rewrote its own story in real ti… Continues…
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