Frontier stories: The caress of the wind
Valerio worked in the fields of California for thirty-seven years. He knows grapes, plums, strawberries, mangoes, coriander, horseradish and celery like the back of his hand. He has a hard body and a rough soul, like most of the undocumented immigrants in this country. He is a Tarahumara, originally from Chihuahua, Mexico, but always claims […]
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