Washington was shaken by a single presidential order.
Trump federalized the city, flooding the streets with federal agents and the National Guard.
Crime dropped sharply, but immigration arrests surged tenfold. Some residents finally feel safe, while others see a city turning into a zone of constant surveillance, with unmarked cars and aggressive stops.
Now Washington is left facing a fundamental question: what does safety really mean—and who pays the price for it?
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