🦸‍♂️On June 4, 1989, as Tiananmen Square was shrouded in the smoke of suppression and the tension that literally rang in the air, a figure emerged on Changchun Street that became a symbol of human dignity. A single man stepped out in front of a column of heavy tanks rumbling down the avenue—in a white shirt, carrying bags, so ordinary he seemed almost unreal against the backdrop of steel and fear. He stood directly in front of the tanks' treads, so close he could have touched their armor plates.