No hay que echarse alacranes al seno
Don’t take scorpions under your wing
Along the south side of the border fence is all manner of ‘art’ and expressive reminders of the harsh side nearby…year by year the homicides are tabulated for the nearby colonias.
Misplaced signage on the border wall….southside
“Paradise was always over there, a day’s sail away. But it’s a funny thing, escapism. You can go far and wide and you can keep moving on and on through places and years, but you never escape your own life. I, finally, knew where my life belonged. Home.”
J. Maarten Troost, Getting Stoned With Savages
Land’s End Baja California, New Year’s Eve, 2005
