To put it in pictures…

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sunset
Sunset view from my work station.

Dijeron “Hay que caminar. Ustéd no es de aquí.”
They said “You have to move. You’re not from here.”

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June 8, the first breach of my walls.
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The rubble from the June 22 attack.
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Went the distance, continuing my bad teenage martial arts habit of interposing my left arm and hand when danger is about to beat on my head. I bit the guy so my testimony about the choke hold, the wound I left on him and the neck bruise seem to be taken as evidence of “fighting like a girl” rather than support for an attempted homicide charge. This photo, taken by a friend at his house, the first prosecutor sniffed, is useless as evidence because her department didn’t take it.
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At the hospital, finally, two days after the attack.
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It’s getting better.

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