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In the somber, agonizing days that stretched into weeks, as roadside memorials flickered with the defiant glow of candles and the haunted faces of the grieving filled hospital corridors, a powerful, unwavering chorus began to rise above the din of fleeting headlines. This was not a cry for mere sympathy, though sympathy was certainly offered in abundance. This was a fierce, unyielding demand for justice, for accountability from those whose decisions or inaction may have contributed to such a monumental catastrophe. It was a visceral, desperate plea for safer infrastructure, for systemic changes that would prevent such an unimaginable horror from ever scarring our nation again. But perhaps most significantly, it was a collective insistence for attention that would not, could not, fade with the relentless churn of the 24-hour news cycle. This was not a story to be consumed and discarded; it was a wound that demanded persistent, unwavering scrutiny, a commitment to transformation that transcended the fleeting emotional peaks of initial shock. The nation, collectively bruised and heartbroken, was now asking tough questions, daring to look beyond the immediate devastation to the deeper, more unsettling truths. What profound realization awaited us if we truly dared to look, and what radical transformation would it demand of every single one of us?
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