Category: United States of America

Because of trouble with the bus crossing from Mexico to the US, I end up crossing the Mexico-US border on foot in the middle of the night in one of the most crime-ridden areas on earth. Two border guards await me. One takes care of my passport and the other one wants to see my bag. I keep my attention with the one with my bag. I get my passport back, welcome to the United States, you are done. I ask if he has stamped my passport, it is more a rhetorical question but the answer is a surprise: […]

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