Fredy Diaz-Sandoval was only 26 when his life ended in Detroit, Michigan, a loss that lands with the kind of weight words never quite carry. He was a man whose name deserves to be spoken with care, because behind every headline or line in a record is a real person—someone who laughed at certain jokes, had routines and hopes, and was known in ways that don’t fit neatly into a sentence.
He was Hispanic/Latino, and his death left a space that doesn’t close up with time so much as it ch
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