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Maya watched Calvert shuffle his papers with the nervous precision of someone who'd rehearsed this presentation but hadn't planned for her presence in the room, and when he finally began speaking—"We're here to discuss the sustainable reallocation of Right-adjacent resources into community safety initiatives that maintain accountability while incorporating the lessons learned from recent operational challenges"—she felt the euphemisms land like physical blows, each careful phrase a small act of violence against the truth that three days of vigils had made undeniable, and she understood with a clarity that made her want to walk out immediately that this meeting wasn't about learning anything or changing anything, it was about finding language that would let everyone in this room keep their jobs by pretending the Right's collapse had been a planned evolution instead of what it actually was—a system that had been broken by people who'd refused to let it operate in the dark—and as she looked around at the faces nodding along to Calvert's presentation about "restorative accountability frameworks" and "community-integrated oversight," she realized that the Institute hadn't gathered to imagine something better than what they'd built, they'd gathered to figure out how to rebuild the same machine under a different name, and that her presence here wasn't helping anyone see what needed to change, it was just giving them a witness they could point to later and say they'd included in the discussion, and as her phone buzzed again with an update that the new countdown had already gathered forty-seven witnesses in twenty minutes, she stood without explanation and walked toward the door, understanding that the only thing she could teach these administrators was what she'd been teaching the city for the last week: that the choice between participating in systems that made violence feel inevitable and simply walking away to build something better was always simpler than the people with salaries and titles wanted anyone to believe.