Paris’s Place de la République today. The first person I met was a young man, about 24 years old, who lost his girlfriend and two friends at the Bataclan attack. Then, this morning he was on the suburban RER train going through St. Denis when the shooting was happening. He stayed calm while others reacted in panic and tears. He told me he’s not afraid to die, but wants to have a peaceful mind when it happens. He came to Place de la Republique to be around, and comfort, others.