I inhaled deep as soon as I entered Inwood Hill Park. The forest has a specific smell this time of year. It smells sweet and green and earthy. The bushes and trees are thick with leaves and the tulip trees have started dropping their yellow and orange blossoms. The petals litter the ground. I walked up the path and smelled him first—the pungent scent of an early morning blunt. Then I saw him. He had…

“I know who held the knife, but they might as well have put it in his hands,” wrote the mother of Jasmine, a 27-year-old woman who was murdered on 11 July by her former partner. "They" here refers to the Swedish state, which had removed Jasmine's children from her home within hours of learning that she was a sex worker. Custody of the children was awarded to the man who subsequently killed her. As…