The Border Is Not the US, and It’s Not Mexico, but a Third Intoxicating Place
The Border is just a marker we glance at before making our way to "el otro lado."
I live in a border town.
If I stepped out of my apartment and walked for around 50 minutes, I would be face to face with The Border Fence. It’s not a wall, at least not yet.
I have lived here all my life, and even though there are places I would love to visit, I don’t see myself moving too far away from here.
I feel like I get to have th…
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