Matt Davies for March 31, 2006

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Kissed sleeping wife and children, not knowing when he would see them again. Walked for days in the sweltering desert, swam across a river under cover of dark, traveled north in back of sweltering tractor-trailer, dropped in a strange place where he shares a room with twelve others like him, so he can work his fingers to the bone for slightly better than nothing, which is sent back to his sleeping wife and children, so they can have a better life than he does. Woke up, found marker pen, made sign. GO HOME, ILLEGAL.