Saúl and I packed our bags at the same time, but in different cars.
I was heading north, a short trip, but he was preparing for a days trip east.
He had planned to make stops in Arizona, where he would take photographs and lift material in the Gila River, which served as a territorial mark of the border between Mexico and the United States when the Treaty of Guadalupe was signed in 1848. And, luck permitting , I would visit a couple of friends in Ciudad Juárez, double mask and healthy distance in between ...
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