US-Mexico Border.
Below Santiago, a small town named Crested Butte with a total population of about 1,700 people.
The nearest border line is only about 600 meters away!
One can even see many Mexicans selling things through the separation fence.
On that side, Americans donned in new clothes; on this side, Mexicans with hunger in their belly waited for a kind person to feed them. A wire fence divided humanity into two kinds.
As for those Runren wishing to cross over, Victor believed in... out of sight, out of mind. If you want to go, then go, as long as the US border police let you through.
Just like Castro's "Mariel boatlift incident."
But don't you dare traffic drugs!
If you do, the patrolling police here might just put you down!
"Hey, Ross, try this—my mom made this bread for me, I saved a piece for you." An American white boy leaned against the wire fence, extending the food in his hand.
"Little Lyle, you can't reach through there, that's illegal."
