Salty air, slight chill in the wind, it’s hard to walk on this surface but I can see the tall rusted fence in between two “separate” lands that are really just one. Both sides have water, grains of sand and people but they couldn’t be more different. The fence divides them , the people with the uniforms and SUVs are always on alert and the other people are spending a weekend just walking down the coast eating some fruita fresca, tomando un cafe y viviendo.