Crisis migratoria en Nogales (México)

“A journalist is the lookout on the bridge of the ship of state. He notes the passing sail, the little things of interest that dot the horizon in fine weather. He reports the drifting castaway whom the ship can save. He peers through fog and storm to give warning of dangers ahead. He is not thinking of his wages or of the profits of his owners. He is there to watch over the safety and the welfare of the people who trust him.” – Joseph Pulitzer

Fueron varias horas de travesía hacia mi presente, surcando los cielos azulados que se oteaban desde la ventanilla del avión y clavando la vista en esos cúmulos de nubes blancas que se desdibujan en el horizonte celeste, que se inspiran calma, e infuden aliento pero, que de pronto, con la oscuridad del anochecer desaparecen lentamente dando paso a una realidad tenebrosa de la que no deso formar parte.

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