As the first hint of dawn stretches over
a Colombian neighborhood known as "Little Mene Grande" after the
warm, Venezuelan city where so many recent arrivals are from, six men and women
rise from worn, flattened mattresses. The women do their makeup in front of a
mirror hanging from the security bars inside a window. One wraps her
4-month-old daughter in a fuzzy yellow blanket. The men don jackets and
baseball caps. Bogota is cold compared to their Venezuelan hometown and their
day will be long. The task: Sell 54 mangos at less than a dollar each in hopes
of sending a sliver of what they earn to relatives struggling even more back
home. More…
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