The Last Frontier
The waves of the Pacific Ocean crash against the wall. The poles and the barbed wire fence seem to dip into the blueness of the sea and disappear but, in reality, they do not budge an inch, they remain firmly anchored to the ocean floor. And this is not where the three–meter high wall ends. This is just where it starts. It stretches right across the Mexico–U.S. border, covering a distance of two thousand kilometers. The hundreds of crosses along the wall give it a white tint, almost as if they were meant as decorations to liven up a miserable looking monument dedicated to the thousands of migrants who have lost their lives trying to cross the border. Some die of cold or hunger, others from snake bites or police gunfire. People have tried to climb over it, cross the mountains and make a dream come true: the American dream. Tijuana, Mexico is one of the most heavily trafficked borders in the world.







