They remember the sound first\u2014a violent crack that didn\u2019t end, followed by a pressure wave that stole breath and thought at once. In those moments, ordinary routines vanished. Parents grabbed children without shoes, elderly neighbors were carried down dark stairwells, and strangers pulled one another away from falling glass and collapsing walls. For many, there was no time to choose a direction, only to move.<\/p>\n
As dawn approached, the city looked unrecognizable: twisted metal, shattered windows, and pockets of fire painting the horizon. Rescue teams worked through the rubble, following faint cries and tapping beneath broken concrete. Inside overwhelmed hospitals, doctors and nurses fought exhaustion, improvising care with whatever they had left. Officials spoke of coordination, safety, and patience, but on the ground the reality was simpler and harsher\u2014people clung to each other, waiting to learn who had survived, and what, if anything, was still home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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