The first town you drive through heading west from Guadalajara on Highway 15 is La Venta del Astillero, centuries ago a major source of lumber for construction projects in the City of Roses and today apparently no more than a set of speed bumps along the road to Nogales … apparently.
One day my wife was chatting with a woman in La Venta about the plight of the migrants we see daily begging for spare change at a railway crossing on the edge of the pueblito.
“Oh yes, I know them,” she said. “They all sleep at the albergue (shelter) not far from my house.”
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