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Mexicans who come over looking for work like they’re on a mission from God. They group up outside stores and chase down anyone with an open window like it’s the last piece of bread in the world.
They chased my dad’s car like he had stolen their last taco.
A whole group mobbed my uncle’s van because his window was open for 10 seconds.
They ran after a truck just to ask if there were jobs inside.