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A Day Without an Immigrant, Dallas, Texas

04/28/2026 14:58h
At Pearl Street station, two brown-skinned men in painter’s pants stand out in a sea of white I am just one more face sticking out in a crowd & it is my privilege that prevents me from understanding why the workers want to know how to buy one-way trips the automated machine sells only one roundtrip fee, back to where you came from he isn’t asking me for change says it clear enough so that there can be no mistake Sí. Yo sé. But a dollar fifty is a lot of money.