Anthony Steven Temple’s story, as provided here, is a short set of facts wrapped around a life that was surely much larger than any summary can hold. He was 26 years old, a Black man, from St. Louis, Missouri, and he died there.
In a city made of neighborhoods and corner stores and familiar streets, a death doesn’t land quietly. It ripples. It changes the shape of ordinary days for the people who knew him—family who still reach for the phone out of habit, friends who replay old conv
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