Our Mexican host was not interested. "Not in a tourist attraction that takes something so serious and turns it into a source of amusement," he said. "That sort of thing is an embarrassment."
Our trip ended quietly at six o'clock in the morning, with a hug and a handshake out the front of an El Paso hotel, some fifteen hours after we crossed the Paso del Norte International Bridge and left Ciudad Juárez…
” The Mexican … is familiar with death, jokes about it, caresses it, sleeps with it, celebrates it; it is one of his favourite toys and his most steadfast love.” — Octavio Paz There are skulls in the presidential palace.…