What's sad Ranger is that Juarez . . . . .
. . .I bet they don't anymore.
the last time i was in that neck of the woods ( a LONG time ago )
the "bad" part of town had got much bigger than the "good" part
of town. most of the shacks were made from pallets and cardboard
that they had dug out of the dump, and chickens and dogs and
goats roamed freely in and out of the "houses" and pooped and
peed wherever and whenever they felt like it just like animals do.
just as the people did. and they didn't have any qualms about dropping
their drawers or hiking up their skirt to relieve themselves wherever
they happened to be standing at the time. nobody thought anything
of it or gave it a second glance.
i never could figure someone who washed their clothes and bathed in
a piddly little creek or water hole one minute, then did a big bowel
movement or emptied their bladder in that same bit of water the
next moment. sad part is they still act that way here