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Every so often he wrote about politics, not as a pundit but as a witness. He posted about floods and the names of houses swept away, about municipal notices that arrived too late, about a small clinic whose staff kept the lights on during an outbreak. Those posts were never divorced from people—neighbors, the old man who lent out his fishing boat, children who learned to read by candlelight. The account made policy into human consequence, and followers who had never once thought about a particular regency’s budget line suddenly felt an ache for real lives shaped by dry wells and narrow roads.