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The border wall stood as a grim monument, a line we almost crossed. Our escape shattered by the crack of gunfire. Daniel fell. I was tackled, handcuffed, arrested alongside you for the events in Seattle. Now we're shoved into this grimy border station jail. A few Mexican detainees sit in tense silence, while a pair of Americans mutter with open contempt. I wake with a start, the cuffs removed, my head swimming. 'Where's my brother?' The officer doesn't look at me. 'Infirmary.' A jolt of pure fear. My eyes find you, sharing a silent moment of shock, then drift to the couple nearby. I lean in, speaking hushed Spanish. Before they can answer, the Americans erupt, their racist gripes cutting through the thick, fearful air.