Turn on the music
We have come to the Mecca of the game to present the second episode of the cooking of America,
a trip through the Pan-American route from Alaska to the Earth of Fire, Argentina.
In the previous chapter we started this adventure through the American continent in Alaska,
to the shores of the Atlantic Ocean.
heading south, our adventurer knows a veteran in Canada and follows his way through the
route to the American continent in the direction of Mexico.
So, let us start cooking stove.
I don't know if you can tell, but I've been on the bus for about 30 hours, and we've already stopped in Cuenel, which is about 10 hours away from Vancouver.
These are the things you have to do to continue the adventure and go down the Panamerican road to Mexico.
The second time I visited San Francisco, I took the opportunity to go to Catraz and cross the Golden Bridge on a bicycle.
I've been on the bus for about 30 hours, and I've been on the bus for about 30 hours.
I've been on the bus for about 30 hours, and I've been on the bus for about 30 hours, and I've been on the bus for about 30 hours.
I'm now in Badwater, in the Valley of Death, at the lowest point in North America, 85 meters below sea level.
It's all very funny.
It's creepy.
I just got out of the river.
Not far from the Colorado Canyon, in the middle of the high desert, I visited the city that I never sleep.
I slept in one of its casinos in such a large room as my old house, and I managed to control the udopata I carry inside, spending only $30.
Where are you, bitch?
This is Rodeo Drive, and it's the coolest and most passionate of all.
Rodeo Drive
Rodeo Drive
I'm here at the Paloma de la Familia Magaña, and I'm going to tell you a little bit about how I lived here next to the border.
Now it's more common to find a dead man in the mountains.
Before crossing, every day is more dramatic, there are more people who want to go, and those on that side are really violent to stop them.
The border was only set up with people from Pugas, and it was very curious because the people who lived on the street had their clothes on that hill.
And the children also went from the other side to play ball.
Salvador and Eva live close to the border line. They know each other very well as the mafias who deal with immigrants spend them.
The polleries have always been taken away from them, sometimes they even kill them for taking away their money.
About ten years ago, people used to go to very crowded groups around the house.
When it was one or two, you could give them a lunch, a sandwich.
But then, sometimes they passed 100 in the night, in the morning. The temperature was 45-50 degrees in the desert.
You don't know anything else, so you get distracted, and that's where everything stayed. You get dehydrated and you die.
Crossing a simple line drawn on a map could seem like a game, but it's not.
Only in the desert of Arizona, in the last ten years, it is estimated that more than 5,000 immigrants have died.
No one will claim the bodies of hundreds of them, much of which will be children.
Others, devoured by the Germans from the desert, will not even be buried.
Migration doesn't have social classes, nor I think it's something that can be stopped.
A year ago, a friend of mine had his taxi, his little house.
Suddenly, it turned out that he wanted to go to the United States because he was going to bring dollars.
What I don't understand is that if you need to go to Mexico and you can collect 10,000 pesos,
at least, because you have to go to bring the dollars that then cost you your life.
I couldn't avoid feeling privileged. While thousands of Latin Americans play their lives to achieve the false American dream,
I was traveling in the opposite direction of his illusions.
Before, there was no wall, nor did I see the walls that were inside.
And right now, it's already difficult for you to go back to Cusac.
Have you ever tried to go back to Cusac?
No, I haven't.
A week full of traffic, three days and three nights.
Right now, my friend, who has been working for a year, has already sent money,
but his wife already has another husband, and his children don't have their father.
In the end, for me, point of view, it wasn't a solution.
It was a divorce, a broken family.
But it's worth a lot of money too, right?
It's worth $3,000.
$3,000?
$3,000?
$3,000.
How many are dead or deported, and go back and spend another $10,000, and put them back together?
They already had a bar in their house, they already had three Chinese cars,
and they were fat and they were selling them in carnitas.
I don't know, I think that's an illusion, the border.
About 11 million Mexicans live in the United States, more than half undocumented.
Every year, the border patrol stops and deports more than half a million,
of which 27,000 were children who had crossed alone.
I think the guys are afraid, because there are more Latinos than Americans there.
Even in government positions, everyone speaks Spanish.
More south, on the border with Guatemala.
The antropologist Patricia Abila told me that the treatment of the Mexican police
with Latin American immigrants was not very different.
The people on the border in the United States are extremely hard with Mexicans,
or with the migrants, so aggressive, violent.
But on the Mexican side, with the south, they are worse.
Mexicans are so totally repressive, they treat them as citizens
of third category, the Central Americans,
and in terms of human rights, they are also pretty bad.
I'm going to call the American director.
To return to what this continent gave us,
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