The Wistful Ashes
The border wall did not separate two countries so much as it separated two temperatures, a sharp thermal break where the dry heat of the desert collided with the damp, rotting air of the processing zone. Ofelia Fuentes, thirty-four years old and a Border Warden with twelve years of service, stood before the glass partition of the administrative office, her hand resting on the cold metal frame...
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