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My Last Letter to Zak
Earlier this summer, I wrote my last letter to a boyhood friend. He was executed 11 days after I mailed it. In his letter to

Earlier this summer, I wrote my last letter to a boyhood friend. He was executed 11 days after I mailed it. In his letter to

All I kept seeing was the picture of the mom in Minneapolis running barefoot toward her child’s school — shoes in hand, no doubt fear