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Drivers honked. Some thumbs went up. One truck slowed down, and the passenger spat on the sidewalk. Rio’s hand trembled, but she kept painting. Jay stepped closer to her, their shoulder pressed against hers. Samira positioned herself as a shield between the street and the artists.

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Within an hour, the back room was full.

Rio had seen such things before. She cleaned the glass, swept the stone into a dustpan, and felt the familiar, cold knot of fear in her stomach. But she didn’t close the shop. Instead, she texted a single emoji to a group chat: a sunflower. Drivers honked

“My parents are afraid to let me walk home alone now,” Jay whispered. Rio’s hand trembled, but she kept painting