I had some tree work done this week in my yard. One of the workers was a young Mexican. He was having a hard time muscling some heavy logs with older workers.
I asked him in very poor Spanish how old he was. He replied, "sixteen".
I asked how he came to America. He replied, "running".
I asked how he got to Georgia. He replied, "coyote, one thousand four hundred dollars".
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