We should not have walls…We should only have abrazos across the border and find more ways to connect to our neighbors. Every time I have the opportunity, I like to tell a story of the year I lived in Mexico. Of the families in the plazas. The mariachi with my co-workers. Watching the soccer games at Hank’s. Altogether.  There are no walls, really, when you think about it. A piece of steel can’t separate the meaning of neighbors. Such ideas of separation, of tyrants, are always failures….

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