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27 de Septiembre, 2006
Progress
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Migration has given many residents a way out of poverty.
But migration has also chipped away at the community's traditions, some residents say. Few still wear indigenous garb and many younger residents speak better English than Hñahñu.
'Before, maybe we were poor, but we lived in solidarity with our neighbors,' said Martinez, a passionate advocate for preserving the old customs. 'Now, every day we become more materialistic.'"
For $15, you can match wits with immigration, El Alberto, Mexico, 2006
And now! I must choose between the paradox of victory of the spirit, despite physical hunger, or to exist in the grasp of American social neurosis, sterilization of the soul and a full stomach."
Yo Soy Joaquín, Rodolfo "Corky" Gonzales, 1967
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kick it, ése.