My brother and I went down to Padre Island Texas, over forty years ago. Stayed in Brownsville TX for three days and walked across the border every day. Always went down to the market. What striked me the most was you would be walking along and there would be a beautiful compound with protective walls and everything. Two blocks later there were shacks and raw sewage would be running into the street. I am not certain what I felt.
Maybe some people were more fortunate than others. The experience was profound.
Stop it. I’m gettin’ misty. /s