On a warm summer night in Washington, D.C., Dennis Dykes, a 34-year-old man from Southeast, left behind the rhythms of his work and family life for what should have been an ordinary early-morning hour near the Minnesota Avenue Metro station. Those who later wrote about him described a man with a playful nickname, “Meatball,” remembered as honest, goofy, deeply protective, and affectionate. He had worked security, including shifts at Washington’s professional football stadium, and had walke
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